After a minute of rigorous chewing and giggling, she managed to finish the candy. Caramel still stuck between her teeth, and unknown to her, a chocolate smear lead down the front of her overalls, into her heart pocket. Sliding down the embankment, she managed to collect a nearly identical, though significantly larger, muddy, smear on her behind.
Familiar with this part of the woods, she knew that she would soon see an old stone bridge around the next bend. Unexpectedly, someone was standing on the bridge. She stopped dead, not sure if they had seen her. Quickly ducking behind a tree, she peeked out slowly, trying to get a better look.