The Grand Tour
There she stood, as radiant as ever. From across the room I could see the sunlight shining through the window and glistening off each strand of Rebel’s golden hair. Does she even know I exist? Does she know of the thoughts that run through my head when she turns and smiles? She turns to look my direction, quickly I glance the other way. Did she see me? Oh my, she’s coming towards me.. I gasp to catch my breath as each step closer she takes, my heart quickens. She takes a seat next to me, my...