Although the sun was sneaking behind the gray clouds in the morning of June 31st and there was a cold breeze taking the temperature to the lowest levels on the beach, she was always keeping me warm.
Jessika was a very active girl and nothing stopped around her because of that. Always things happened around us.
As Jessika and I reached the forest during the evening, we climbed a whole mountain running with our backpack until we found an empty cottage and we stopped by to check if anybody was there. But no one lived there apparently.
My love... it seems we have a cottage house in the forests to spend the time with our children and the nature. she laughed about the things she said
Yes, Jess. yes. And there is even a fire place there. Unfortunately it doesn't seem to work. I pointed to the back of the room.
I might fix it. she said
Well I don't know how to do it. I was sincere but and inutile man, I felt like a stupid of a kind.
When she set the fireplace up she started to wipe the place next the fireplace out. I brought some sticks and firewood she lit it up. Then she got from her backpack a blanket and putted on the floor carefully. That night we talked a lot and ate chocolate and drank wine.
I missed to have a close friend. she claimed. All of my friends don't like much action and my best friends always were guys, you know..
I remember when she stared fixed at the window and the trees outside in the dark. For a second she was so far distant I thought she wasn't there anymore
Stay. I asked
She suddenly looked at me a little bit confused and then she smiled softly and came into my arms. We stood the whole night embraced in the cottage. Her perfume stucked in my cloathes like the scent of the most beautiful flower.
Nowadays every time I smell that T-shirt I pretend to feel her perfume.. well, sometimes I don't know exactly how.. but I feel. It makes me feel really good.
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