http://slow.writerscafe.org/piedalecki The original writings of author Grayson en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775996195 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It's quiet as we walk. Small talk here and there, a few giggles and playful jokes. It's not raining anymore, but the air still smells wet and feels heavy. Sometimes our hands brush and sometimes our fingers intertwine, but there's no pressure to keep that contact longer than a few seconds. I like.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/piedalecki/1737287/