1. Midsummer Fair
The older boy points with sticky-looking fingers at my stand. The nurse, carrying the younger one, looks harried in the press of Midsummer Fair.
"Yes, Boromir, it's a nice cake, but you already had one."
"Faramir wants one, too, don't you?"
The little one nods, a smile lighting up his earnest face.
"I don't think Faramir is quite old enough to..." begins the nurse, but relents as Boromir looks at her beseechingly. "All right: one piece. You may finish what Faramir can't manage."
Both boys direct identical, incandescent smiles at their nurse and me, easing the strain of the day.
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A/N:
01.07.04 B-drabble for Ti'ana Lúthien, who wanted something happy with Boromir and Faramir.
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