'Yes, yes,' we all shout.
'Very well. It's time for another stretch so let's all rise and move about a bit. When you're ready, take your place and I'll finish the story.'
Still the Same Story: What a Finish!
Suzanne and Roger raced toward where I waited under the date palm.
'How far did you run?' I asked.
'Dunes,' gasped Roger, leaning against the trunk of the banana palm.
'…and back,' added Suzanne, running in place as she spoke.
'Ready for the last part of the story?' Roger's gasping slowed to regular breathing.
'Whenever you are,' I answered.
Suzanne stopped running in place and flopped down onto the sand next to her brother.