68|Love Month

~Elena~

Trees lost their leaves, dried and swept away by the autumn wind. The temperature dropped as winter came, and snow blanketed the streets in white. Christmas has gone by, and the year has changed. As I walked through the city’s footpath, the hum of love month sailed into the air.

Last year, at this time of the year, I had been busy preparing what gift I would give Thatcher. Now he’s about t