Joelle was rushing to make the bus to take her to work. She had a major presentation today, and had worked all night on it. She was tired but had packed up her laptop and was running. She hated her job, but needed it to pay the bills.  When was the last time she had a day off, when’s the last time she had been on a date.  As she rushed by she saw the flowers blooming over the sidewalk.  She stopped and bent down.  They reminded her of the flowers on the beachfront when she was 8. All those summers ago.

© words and picture by Dan DeMarle 2017