KIRA
I became aware of the warm late afternoon as I made my way back to my apartment. We were in for a magnificent evening as spring came to its end. I took it more slowly as I made my way to my destination, observing people enjoying the scenery. London might be a beautiful place in the spring.
London might be a beautiful place in the spring.
My daughter was playing with Mrs. Crane on the steps outside our flat and she was really enjoying herself.
“Hello, honey!” I called Maddie with a smile.
“Hello, mommy!”
I took a seat on the steps and admired the trees and passing families. Two lovers walked by holding hands and looking only at each other. I observed them, took note of how involved they appeared to be in each other’s discussion, how the woman laughed and how the man’s eyes lin
