What day is it? Wednesday! What’s so special about today? It’s the first day of spring! And? It’s Friday Fictioneers Day with none other than yours truly’s photo taken on New Years Eve. So what do I do? Tell a story about July, 1995… because yanno… why not? Plus there was a ferris wheel – just not this one and there were fireworks so…
Thank you, always, to Rochelle, for keeping us coming back week after week. Of course, when you use such fantabulous photos 😉 … I jest, of course. Do join in on the fun, why don’t you? Just click on the blue froggy below to add your link.
What a great date that was. They took his old, navy Celebrity, parked in the shopping centre and walked to and across half the bridge. A couple of miles of hand-holding, laughter and getting to know each other better.
They rode rides like a couple of kids, not thirthy-somethings. They ate junk food and rode some more. They watched the fireworks from the bridge in the rain.
Walking back to the car, they laughed and kissed and held hands.
In the trunk of that old Chevy was a blanket and sweatshirt.
She knew then he would always keep her warm.