Just Good Friends

George walked home with us today. He and poppy chatted all the way back then they played until George's mum came to pick him up.
Because we've known his family a long time and spent many weekends and countless evenings together, Poppy and George are like brother and sister. They rub along together very nicely most of the time, have the odd spat but have a secret affection for each other (although they'd never admit it). Poppy worries that other children in the class think she 'loves' George , and gets teased constantly by her brother to that effect.

Their birthdays are only a couple of weeks apart and they're planning a joint celebration this year. I'd like to think that George would always look out for her, just like a brother should.