Chapter 23: Connection

One sun-drenched afternoon, the trio found themselves in a local park, drawn by the allure of the outdoors and the company they shared. Children's laughter resonated in the air, harmonizing with the pleasant rustling of leaves and the distant hum of a breeze. A picturesque tableau of families engrossed in picnics and lively play surrounded them.

Percy, sitting cross-legged on the grass, watched as Prescelle's eyes flickered with curiosity at the sight of the swings.

Ramina looked at her daughter when she notice her looking at the kids playing on the swings. "Prescelle, would you like to go on the swings?"

Prescelle pursed her lips with a hint of shyness. "Maybe later, Mom."

Percy leaned in, his eyes twinkling with an idea. "Prescelle, did you know that swings were invented ages ago by someone who was enchanted by the magic of play?"

Prescelle looked at him, intrigued. "Really? Who invented them?"

Percy flashed a playful grin. "It was none other than a brilliant inventor named Charles