Short stories

8. A small piece of home is together ((rewritten

I stared at the night sky in awe it was amazing the city lights usually always blocked out it all.  It often you move to the middle of nowhere away from humanity and not have to see the bright lights and cars of people. It's a place about a half-hour drive to town. It's just me my cat and my fiance quite relaxing I just get to stay home drink, smoke while watching tv all day. It's not as bad as it sounds I mean I usually have a glass a wine with dinner and a cigar or two throughout the day but I'm a stable man and actually do work I do part-time at the deli nearby and then work at the library fulltime usually. I love it here but both of us are where we should be. Home. But I think its alright cause together with each other is a small part of our home. 

I wanted to clear up something here this is based on me and my friends happily married oc's. They both come from different countries France and Norway. They originally lived in a more city/town like the area but I thought it'd be nice to write a lil thing of what if they moved from it and are both homesick for their places. Their home but they also feel at home cause their together. I know it's weird and cheesy.