Tire swing
She is quite the mysterious type, always has been. Always sneaking off to explore the unknown. One summers day, we both ventured into the woods a few miles off from our homes. We came upon a tree with a rope and tire crafted swing attached to it. Samantha loved when I would push her on the swing. When we got tired, we would rest beneath the tree and talk for hours. We did this every day until the sun would set. In the setting sun, Samantha had the most beautiful way about her. I couldn't...