exhale (an excerpt)


It was those days, those hot, summer days that we remembered the most. The ones where you didn’t do anything at all but just sit around and watch the clouds drift by. I remember them. I would always take Jane, and we would just lie in the fields and look up at the sky. We enjoyed the dragonflies buzzing through the tall grass and the warm breeze rustling through it, creating a whisper of summer secrets and daydreams.

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