Tatum laughed a little, nodding her head. "Mmhm, I know you'll protect me from everything," she told her, smiling and entwining their fingers. "I trust you, brave prince!" the redhead added. It was true, of course, there wasn't anyone that Tatum trusted more than Mack. She couldn't really talk to her mom or dad about anything, and her brother and sister would always rat on her. Mack was everything she had, as far as friends went, and she had taught her all kinds of things like how to take care of herself. And she when she couldn't, Mack did.
Stopping as they came up on the edge of the lake, Tatum let their hands separate for a moment as she began to make their way over to where they crossed out onto the island. It was mostly some bushes with a muddy path through them, that ended eventually on a small outcropping of rocks out further in the lake. Her parents hated them playing on those rocks, her mother was terrified one of them would fall in, even if the water wasn't that deep out there. But it was really cool out there, and the view was great, and adults almost never went out there. Tatum loved it.
"C'mon!" she called back to her friend, waving at her. She was careful with her sneakers as she walked out toward their island, trying not to get them too mucky. Her mother would know where they were.
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