they're walking up what looks suspiciously like a driveway
"does this mean we could've driven here, isaac?"
she tries her hardest to sound frustrated
"perhaps, but the journey is the fun part"
she shoves him away, fairly sure she contracted pneumonia a hundred steps previously
all because of him and his stupid journey
"you are a cream-faced loon"
he pulls her in by the edges of his scarf, kisses her on the tip of her nose
"but, i'm yours, and that makes all the difference"
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into the woods (on hold)
Short Story*on hold until further notice* she took off her shoes and walked into the woods she felt lost and found with every step she took and she explored things she never would have dared to before
