The whole day has been perfect. Tyler took me to breakfast at my favorite little dive, then we went to the beach. Hand-in-hand, we walk on the wet sand, soaking up the sun.
“I can’t believe we have to go back to school tomorrow,” I say, sighing.
“Are you all packed?” he asks.
“Not really. I need to finish my laundry.”
He hums agreement, squeezing my hand. Suddenly, I’m on the wet sand, and I couldn’t care less. He’s above me, all shiny green eyes and white teeth.
“I love you,” he says. “I’m going to miss you.”
Sorry this is late! Sunday has a way of slipping by me in a pile of laundry and domestication. Here is Dawnie's Sunday drabble.
Today's drabble will be posted soon.