Distraction

We don’t see each other enough. It’s a shame, because when we do it’s as if the floodgates of conversation are opened. We chatted, we shopped, we came home with shoes. The rain didn’t even dampen our spirits as we hugged standing in it, soaked to the bone after unloading our bounty from the day.

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