Cloudy The moon was shining. The cold winds were blowing. Whistling, as it spread through the bare branches of the trees. Konner was whistling with them. As he strutted his long legs on down the path with his hands in his pockets, he pacedhimself so that Domonic could stay by his side. She was staring at the ground. "Konner." He stopped, "Yeah?" "I'm tired," she said, still looking down. "Can you carry me?""You sure? Last time I picked you up, you pulled my ears till they were bright purple." He gave a small laugh. She said nothing. "... Come on." He bent down and lifted her from under her knees, putting one of her hands around h