Tremble

Oliver stared at the leaves in the wind. It made him feel at peace, at rest. It calmed him as strange as it might sound. It would happen that afternoon and he stared at the leaves tremble in the wind. Percy would laugh if he heard, and he would later this day, when Oliver would see him.
      “Oliver! Get inside! You need to put on your suit!” His mother stood in the opening of the door and Oliver sighed. He was more than ready to say yes to Percy and marry him, but he could do without his mother's nagging.