His large hand pressed into her forehead

As his laugh echoed through the hall.

She was short and no match for him,

She knew it, as did he, but still she pushed on.

She wanted to teach him a lesson,

Him and his six-foot three frame.

Her straining continued as her face reddened.

His laughter grew louder the more she tried.

Finally she huffed and stopped to his surprise.

In that moment, he loosened his extended arm.

She took that moment to propel herself.

“Tickle fight!”

… and they fell down together laughing.