I think Iโm dying to get to know a particular guy. Then he opens his mouth and ruins it.
Elizabeth ChandlerA storm was brewing. The wind has picked up and a mass of purple clouds was coming in from the West. It felt good to have my hair whipping around my head. I thought it might feel good to have hail beat down on me. Sometimes storms outside are the only relief for storms inside.
Elizabeth ChandlerI took a step back. "Here." He plunked his wet hat on my head. "Don't go anywhere," he told me, then turned away.
Elizabeth Chandler