He landed face down in the sand with an embarrassing belly flop in front of all the assembled children.
Anita rushed to his side to see if he was okay, letting one of his sandals fall out of her rear pocket in her haste to see if he was injured. When she arrived, he was already on his knees and he pushed her away in mortification. He got to his feet as one of the young mother’s approached and said as she held forth Howard’s lost sandal, “I think this fell out of your pocket. It’s your little boy’s, isn’t it?”
“Thank you,” Anita said primly as she took the sandal from the attractive brunette, “It must have fallen out of my back pocket when I ran over to check him. I shouldn’t have pushed him so high. But you know how little boys are, they’re always testing their limits.”
