Good morning beautiful WordPress community
In NSW Australia we have been in lockdown since June. I’ve been fortunate to be working from home during that time. I lost my 2 hour commute which is my writing time. I hadn’t worried about it stupidly thinking I’d be back in the office in a few weeks. It’s September, so I need to keep going with this small piece of joy.
Maybe some can relate to the below? I’ve been living in yoga pants, t-shirts, hoodie and slippers since June. I never want to wear pants with a zips again, let alone a dress.
Hope it gives you a little giggle.
It is nice to get back into the rhythm of writing and posting. Enjoy this short and sweet bit of fiction.
Casey was fifteen. He had floppy blonde hair that fell in his eyes. He had to flick his whole head to see, but the errant strands still hid his green eyes. They weren’t all green, they had flecks of brown and hazel scattered in them. Jennifer didn’t know what was worse, that she could stare at him for hours when he wasn’t looking, or that she couldn’t look at him for more then a few seconds when he did turn to her.
The short story below is a little abstract and different from what I usually write. Also a little dark, I don’t want to say ‘enjoy’ because you might not, but think about it.