A chilly gust of wind lifted his hair and sent a shower of golden leaves glimmering down around him. He spread out his arms, letting them fall into his hands. He looked like a dark angel in an eternal autumn wood. "Did you know you get one happy day for every one you catch?"
 
I didn't know what he meant, even after he opened his fist to show me the quivering leaves crumpled in his palm.
 
"One happy day for every falling leaf you catch." His voice was low.
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