It was hot. I leaned back against the wall, surrounded by urban art and felt… home. Not a feeling I’d had in the three weeks since I’d move to the city. Strange that it was here that I connected. Still… It was good to be home.
As I waited, I looked sideways, seeing the art on the wall. Funny. I was pretty sure that when Melanie arrived, she'd rip out my heart and throw it in the trash too. Relationships.
ROFL! Awesome, Suz.
Wow! Both were great stories. You guys did fab with the prompt!=D