They Are Lambs

“I am going to the lake!” Lyris announced. It was 10AM on a Saturday and a school holiday. Syra had refused to get up from the bed, citing extreme trauma from homework that kept her awake last night.

Mila was instructing a helper to clean the tables and other furniture. “Why?” she asked with a frown. “You seem to love the lake a lot!”

A pale blush rose on her cheeks. “Yes, I really love that place