[Edmund's hand found his and Peter didn't hesitate before wrapping it in his larger one. It was strange, feeling that familiar hand so small in his own, but it wasn't as strange as it had been months ago when he'd first turned around to find his brother so young. And really...it didn't matter. Edmund was Edmund and Peter treasured the times when his usually so stoic brother sought out attention.

Releasing Ed's hand to let him wash, Peter leaned back and took the opportunity to tell him the exciting news he'd wanted to lead with upon getting home.]

I found a tree. It's very young yet, but I'm fairly certain it's an apple tree. Silly thing was growing in a crack in the road stone between two buildings! I managed to work it free and replant it in a rubbish bin, but I worry it won't fit there for long.