"what are you thinking about?" - he looks at her with his curious eyes.
She smiles, but doesn't answer.
"cmon, I know you would love to share your thoughts with me" - he persists
"I know that too, but it is embarrassing when you're on my thoughts all the time"
YOU ARE READING
Nightbourhood
Short Story"what are you thinking about?" - he whispered through the hot night "nothing much. just wondering how much we can survive being two weirdos who spend the whole night looking at the sky" - she whispered back to him "and how much you think we can surv...
