Midge was sitting on the front porch staring at the bush near the house with pretty red flowers on it. Booker-T came through the gate and sat beside her on the porch.
“What are you doing?” asked Booker-T.
“I'm watching this tiny bird,” said Midge. “See it on the flowers?”
Booker-T started at the bush and didn't see the tiny bird. “What bird?” asked Booker-T.
“That little one over there,” said Midge pointing to the bird with the very fast wings. “See it?”
Booker-T stepped closer to look and something flew over his head. “I don't see it.”
“It just flew over your head,” said Midge. “I think you scared it.”