#097 Snow Day

Snowflakes get stuck in Wendy’s curls. “Come play with me, Sas! Let’s build a snowman!” She dartles around trying to catch the snowflakes on her tongue.

Sacha hides behind her long dark hair and smiles. She feels miserable and would much rather be studying at home. And yet, she wishes this day will never end.

Years later, they are cuddling on the couch. Wendy laughs: “I was crazy back then. Never understood why you followed me outside in that weather!”

“I like your crazy.” Sacha laughs quietly. She leans in for a kiss. “I would do it all over again.”