The next day before the sunrise have shown up its rays, Ulysses entered the forest and greeted me with a vast and teasing smile. His every glance at me was a bit annoying. As usual, he brought me my food and other stuff that was placed in a medium-size eco-bag.
“Good morning.” I greeted him back, “What brought you here earlier today?”
I was sitting near the stream, beaming on my dim and blurred reflection on the clear water and recalling every borrowed moment that I had with Geselle yesterday. Her soft, fluffy, and sweet lips as ripe strawberries. Her twinkling gazes and stares as she giggles. Last night, Ulysses didn't even answer my calls and messages. That's why maybe he is here today. I abruptly get up from my feet to regaled him.
“Did you make the most of your time with her?” the f
