Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.
"Ma, you didn't have to..."
Squeak. Squeak. Squeak. Squeak.
"Yeah, she likes it..."
Smile. Squeak. Bounce. Squeak.
"But, she's gonna make herself sick..."
Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down.
"Okay, maybe I'm the one who's gonna get sick watchin' her on it..."
Bounce. Squeak. Up. Down. Smile.
Sigh. "I love you too, Ma. Thank you for the gift."
Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.
Nick watched as Sara bounced up and down on her new
bounce pony.
...For an hour.
"You wanna do something else now, Baby Gir--"
"Nono."
Sigh. "Okay."
Squeak. Squeak. Squeak. Squeak.