“Peter stood up and let a wicked smile slide across his face. "Time to play.”
“My name's Peter. Can I play too?”
“Peter glanced up at the stars and a wicked smile lit his face. "Time to play," he whispered to the stars and winked. And the stars winked back, for Peter's smile is a most contagious thing.”
“I bring fresh blood," Peter said and grinned.”
“The boy planted his hands on his hips and a broad smile lit his face. "My name's Peter. Can I play too?”
“Steady," Peter said, not losing a step. "Have to keep steady or all is lost.”