☕️ Graduate student, Writer, Amateur illustrator, Foodie, Dog lover
Mila crossed the busy street, arriving in front of the store, “Ingrid’s Fine Goods” in gold italics on the glass panelling. The morning sun, playfully seeping through the trees, caressed her face, and she breathed in the fresh start, the newness of it all. Like rainbows after a storm.
By Fay F5 years ago in Families
