http://slow.writerscafe.org/mkneidig The original writings of author Mylea en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776029657 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In my dreams, we run barefoot out in the fields behind our house. I get to relive that first night we spent here, when you dragged me off the couch and ran out to the backyard so fast I didn’t have time to throw on the flip flops by the back door. The setting sun blinded me at first, my squint.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkneidig/2881945/ “Are you sure this is okay?” “Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?” “I don’t know, you seem kinda, uh,” as his voiced fizzled out, his eyes scanned my body before meeting mine again. “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s fine, just kiss me,&rdquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkneidig/2881943/