This was pure bliss. The smell of salty popcorn swept my nostrils closely followed by its greasy hotdog counterpart. I could feel the fibres of Michael’s tweed jacket brushing past my neck as he locked his arm around me. My view of the pitch was blocked by the commotion of halftime; spectators standing up, awkwardly …
The cab was stuffy and hot. Not the kind of hot you could enjoy in the sun but instead the kind that made the sweat trickle down your back. The small particles of water dripping down Joshua were unmistakable sweat. Whether it was because of the temperature of the cab or his predicament he didn’t …
Seven o’clock and the sky is a rich gold from the setting sun with wispy clouds, something straight out of a renaissance painting. Surrounding me are trees of various shades of olive green, maroon, and mustard yellow, with the grass thriving beneath. The vase beside my feet stands out from the organic backdrop, as it …
