Today's OneWord: Balloons

The balloons, for the third time, lifted into the air like great red bubbles willing to burst into light froth. As the children tossed the water bombs at each other's skulls, I sat with a lemonade and sucked it through a straw, my shades protecting me from the sun's toothless grin. Fortunately, my skin was able to get a rather nice tan most days, enough to get the handsome gym teacher to notice me as he walked across the blacktop.