Tonight we’ll have a small party.
Just a few good friends,
who’ll bring their subs along
so we can swap later on
Here’s my sub, 6 more words
So the sun resumes. No more nasty texts; just lovely correspondence from lovely people.
Sunlight filtering through beech trees. The buzz of single-prop planes dragging gliders into their thermals, and lazy vapour trails being languidly drawn across an opaline sky. 518 more words