The wind caught the red kite. It pulled hard on the string.
Franchesco grabbed a dandelion stem. He held on tight as the kite dragged him forward.
He chased the kite past the swing set. Valentino and Bautista pointed at Bella.
The kite got stuck in the high oak tree branches above the slide.
Franchesco jumped up and down. His sneakers squeaked on the wood chips.
Dad lifted Franchesco onto his shoulders. They reached for the bright blue fabric.
The kite slipped free. It floated down like a gentle raindrop.
It landed softly on Bella’s lap. She giggled and patted the kite.
Franchesco lay back on the warm sun-baked grass. He watched the kite dance overhead.
The family gathered close. Their shadows merged into one big shape under the oak tree.
The park felt full of happy noise. Franchesco smiled at the sky.
The red kite danced one last time before settling in the grass.