Summer Afternoons at the Swimming Hole
Summer afternoons at the swimming hole are a place in my mind I can wander to, especially when it’s cold and windy outside.
Summer afternoons at the swimming hole are a place in my mind I can wander to, especially when it’s cold and windy outside.
Goosebumps and tingles. Goosebumps ran up both my arms and tingled around my neck as I tried to see out the bedroom window. At first, all I could make out in the dark were raindrops trickling down the panes of glass. It was summer, and the window was cracked open …