Brilliant blue stretched across the dome of sky above her. She walked down the sidewalk listening to birds chirping and leaves rustling in the warm spring breeze.
Today would be a perfect day for a ride in a convertible, she thought as she swung her backpack up onto her shoulders.
Too bad I don't have a convertible.
i know someone who does....
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ReplyDeleteYeah, I know someone who does too. Maybe I'll see if I can get a ride in his convertible on the next spring-y day. Spring is playing games with us down here in Tenn.
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