day off

We sat by the harbour, trees filtering out the noises of little kids playing. Happy, high-pitched screams rang in the air, only to be snuffed out by the sounds of bodies crashing into water.

The sun had shifted, and we weren't in the shade any more. Ants had begun to crawl on our legs, a bead of sweat had formed on my temple and trickled down the side of my face. We decided to find another shady spot. I pulled her up by the hand. She smiled, and it was as pure as spring water. There was nothing in her that could be torn down.