Ten | Vanilla and Oranges

1991 Words

Veronica By the time we returned from dinner, it was nearly 9 pm, the moon was out and I wanted nothing more than to be outside. I changed back into my tee-shirt and jeans before heading out onto the back patio of our cottage. The night was quiet and dark, there didn’t seem to be anyone else out, they were presumably all settling in for the night preparing for our long day tomorrow.  I walked off the patio onto a small path in the forest, I veered left heading in the direction of the packhouse. I walked for a while, relaxing into the familiar sounds of the forest before I spotted a small bench deeper in the forest. stepping off the path and making my way over to the bench. I sat down and pulled my legs up and crisscrossed them onto the bench, I leaned back and inhaled the smell of the fo

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