“She’s in one of her moods again,” I say. I stare at the dark wood panels that cover the ceiling and blow out a puff of smoke. You let out a little cough.
All tagged friendship
“She’s in one of her moods again,” I say. I stare at the dark wood panels that cover the ceiling and blow out a puff of smoke. You let out a little cough.
excuses for late homework written on equally worn out sofas, skipped class and patch totals.
We don’t see each other as often as we used to, do we? We’re all busy. That’s how it goes. But I’m glad we have our moments.
Heartbreak, healing, friendship and laughter. This is a story about coming of age with love.