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They sat down, first time in 3 years.
"Have you eaten anything today?"
"No"
A rueful smiled appeared at the older mans lips. "Alright. How about we grab brunch and talk about what you've been doing for three years."
"Sounds perfect."
They both swung on the swing, trying to out-do eachother. When one got higher than the other, the other would then work to catch up. Soon, they fell into a pattern of synchronicity, up and down, down and up. They grabbed eachothers hand, once they reached the height of their swings, jumped, and together they tumbled back to the earth.