A Handful of Petals

We were having a great time playing tennis in the garden. And when we sat down to catch a breath and drink some lemonade, we talked. I tried not to seem to eager, even though I was crazy about her. She smiled mysteriously and asked:

“Will you still love me when I am no longer with you?”

I felt chills down my spine. I got cold, even though it was a summer day.

Posted by: Paweł Kowaluk