Duck Lake I tell you that I'm thinking about,

She tucked her chin, the faintest trace of a smile touching her lips before she nodded, a hesitant excitement lighting her gaze.

“I… think we could.” Her words were soft, but there was an earnestness there, a flicker of resolve. She glanced out toward the water, the ducks still unaware of their presence, clustered along the lake’s edge with a certain serene innocence.

The plan began to take shape in her mind, and she looked back at him, “If we come from both sides, we might be able to surprise them.”