SCRIPTUM | A Short Story Collection

A Ski Village

Let me live vicariously through my memories 😭

The village is buzzing as we stroll through it

heavy skis

perched on our shoulders

and helmets in our hands;

the air is cold

but we are warm

under our many,

many,

layers of clothes.

Behind us,

skiers skid to a stop at the bottom of the mountain

or come filing out of the gondolas,

dripping with snow

and tired

after a full day on the mountain;

in front of us,

people sit at outdoor tables

or benches next to ski racks

sitting by the fires

and enjoying their afternoon

with their hot cocoas.

As we walk back to our hotel room,

we're surrounded by the smell

of barbeques and bars;

the sound of

people chattering

and fires popping;

and the snow,

finding its way into our gloves

as we walk back to our hotel room.