Clementine:
I did not respond to his comment, but I must say, my body was covered in goosebumps at just the idea of it.
"Are you sure it will be able to take my weight?" Haiden complained as he climbed the tree with me. I didn't have any ladder or anything, I didn't want it to be so accessible.
"Come on, you'll be fine. What's the worst that could happen?" he said, getting into the treehouse. It was just a floor and two small-sized walls, two large-sized walls with a big roof above.
"It could fall down," he said, as if that would hurt him.
I rolled my eyes. Now we both sat, our legs hanging from the backside of the treehouse, looking at the water stream.
"You were telling me something before I fell asleep last night. Tell me, I'm interested," It's not like I forgot. When I woke up, I instantly remembered the conversation we had started but couldn't continue because I had dozed off.
"Right," he uttered. "When my mother was raped and killed, she was pregnant."
