he goes to the front counter of the yogurt shop and slides in a small note with a peculiar riddle "I run through hills; I veer around mountains .I leap over river sand crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.What am I?"
Her nose scrunches as she reads the note, trying to think of an answer. The answer, like most riddles should be simple right? She taps her fingernails along the counter as she draws the riddle’s picture in her mind.
Her face brightens instantly when she thinks of an answer, scrawling down “the wind” in purple ink on the back of your note.
