
It was a nice day, perfect for a picnic. Max and his mum set out early, with a blanket and a basket full of treats tucked under their arms. As they walked, the sun grew brighter and the wind began to rush. 
"Mum, can I have a treat now?" asked Max.
"Wait, Max. We're almost there," said his mum in a tight voice.
Soon, they had reached the park and put down the blanket. Max ran around and watched the other children, who were running and playing games. His mum unpacked the treats, and pushed one forward.
"Here you go," she said.
Max grabbed it and bit into it. The treat was sweet and crunchy. He looked up with delight.
"Hey, this is way better than the ones I normally get!"
Little did he know that his mum had been rushing because she wanted to surprise him with his favourite treat. It was the perfect setup and payoff, and Max was so happy he couldn't stop smiling.
