Christine s Love
Christine's Love by: Anon Allsop The cool chill of Fall hung in the air, frost lightly covering the windshields of the parked cars along the street. As I motored along, I watched a swirl of leaves roll behind my car's passing. A hint of smoke from burning leaves clung to the air as I tapped on the steering wheel, listening to the tunes on my radio, even in this seemingly happy setting I was slightly sad. Nick, the friend I had all through school had suddenly left during the summer for...