September 23, 2010 § Leave a comment
The Foreign Resort – Starlit Sea
Their hysterical footsteps slowed even though the giggle-spattered panting took longer to settle. She was bent double as though her slinky earrings were dead weights. Ella gazed at her, in love, infatuated with the last 2,4,6 hours. Their locked eyes just had time for maybe 2 blinks then the blinding sprint for home was back in full swing. Street lights and parked cars swooped by as the girls ran for all they were worth.
Left foot, right foot.