Your god's love

air it up with my lantern sleeve shirt and it will be s

so begged us to come as cute as we could get, so when ma picked up t

torm. " I frown, discerning the not

" She replies with a plain no, and my nerve b

e that she was going to wear something else at the party or she just

n't think about her opinion and she can be so recluse on herself sometimes. Sh

oo much pre

ou don't like-"

ittle robe but it's just that..." She postponed her

becoming tighter as the minutes fly away. Excitement drove ou

ip of a response, and I immediately transfe

y more lovely in this one. " I c

o describe the exhibit of skin, I would promptl

iled patterns fishnets that come with the red dress. It was also tight a

or me... " Storm?" I already picture her walking all the way to b

ear it and it's probably not that bad. " I'll wear it! " I'l

r cheerful voice reassured me that I had made a

bsule, and paid before the annoying IA asked me to.

unny nickname again, Storm. She did o

smile at the receptionist, the only thing se

thin fabric often slips down while her sister likes to wea

by habit, I signed it all up in less tha

but while wandering in the cafeteria area a

anked them and guided myself there. Happy that I didn't have to dist

d woman mistook me for her grandson and drag

at on one of these long bouncing benches. There, a sense

with the place around me. The expensive earth flowers neve

e in a smile and hum in apprecia

radually places himself in position to sit and

on the floor. Threatening to break the said

short nod, I continued to swing back and forth. I chuckle a

ly see them in spring. Though, I'm surprise

t really snows there. " I stopped the swing and took a

thing in and out deeply. " Is

converted into a silent stare at the

gled. " Child, they haven't even touched your feathers ye

et and walked a few steps back carrying the benc

nd surprised me when he exclaimed: " God, c

ust know, my life is..

g in my head. " I have family problems, w

o. To just close my eyes and forget my troubles

feet in the dirt, and my gaze transferred f

e to contradict him. In the lapse of a second, I smi

n our faces that we laughed way too much. Also, he repetitiv

h a comfortable silence. Both of us admired the

me bouquets bloomed here and there b

me valued as priceless and a sight to behold. A h

w in his direction and softened when I disc

wrinkled face braided with his beard, he w

line, tears flood my face and make my dark curls stick

you, g