Archive for November 8th, 2005

Life’s Ebbs and Flows   Nov.08.2005

The chirping of nighttime insects roused me from slumber. I looked around to find that I was the only one at the pool. I peeled my arms off the lounger, knowing the imprints would remain for hours. Ever since Mason had left me feeling in need of cooling off, I’d been out at the pool. [...]