The dad of this seemingly enormous brood of children has taken over the kite from one of his boys, and has managed to get it pretty high up into the swiftly shifting blue and gray spring sky. He pulls it in a little then lets out more string, sailing it further and further up.
Finally he hands it over to one of his children, the child inexpertly yanks the string, and the kite promptly nosedives, crashing hard and fast into a (now rather annoyed) couple sitting on a hill nearby.
“Let’s go sit over there,” Katie says casually, pointing to a spot well away from the fallen toy as the family rush over to the couple, shouting their apologies.
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