~1 year later~
The waves gently lapped against the sand in front of us as I fixed the picnic blanket, my hair dancing around in the wind as I did. We sat on our favourite spot of the beach not so far from our apartment and every so often I would tickle his belly just to hear his little laugh. "You hungry?" I asked with a smile as I looked down at my son. His blue eyes gazed up at me and he let out a small giggle as we basked in the evening California sun. "I'll take that as a yes."
I reached into the picnic basket and lifted out a bottle of milk before propping him up with a pillow and placing the bottle to his lips.
Once he had began drinking, I pulled out my carton of cigarettes and lit one up, and as I stared off into the slowly setting sun I couldn't help but think of Billy, as I often did, and how right he was. Even though he may not be here, California will always be our place.
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𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒔 • 𝑩𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒆 [2]
Fanfiction❝𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❞ ❝𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝑩𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒔.❞ |Book two in the Evelyn Griffin 'cloud' series|