Four-year-old you before the bulling would have been ecstatic at this, but afterwards, the wounds still raw, you would have cried at the suggestion. Now though the wound had had times to heal. It sounded amazing, and no longer would you have to worry about having an accident on the mountain.
Still, you were nervous. Nervous about Lucy finding out, or anyone else really.
When mama stopped to take another photo, you were sure you looked slightly embarrassed for no reason. Still, the view was amazing. Mama then asked you to take a photo of her. Not long after you reached the bottom of the slope and from there it’s an easy green around the back of the village to near where your shoes are stored. With the skis put away for the moment and in some much more slip-safe shoes, mama takes your hand and guides you towards the apartment.