Posted on April 28, 2017
by Charmed Chaos
The pale gray light of a rainy dawn creeps into the room. In my jet lagged stupor, I briefly forget where we are. The breeze from the fan brushes against my cheek soft as a lover’s caress. I roll over and wrap my arms…
Category: Short Story, TravelTags: Europe, France, Life, Love, Travel
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