To be published soon, add to your libarys to get notifications when this debut short story will be released! ~The ever so hot breeze blows your wispy red hair, making it stick to your right arm where the remnants of your ice pop is plastered to you. You drop your index finger on your left hand down to your elbow, collecting the syrup bringing it up to your mouth to suck on your finger. The finger once clean, pops out of your mouth and extends out with the rest of your fingers to wave at the seemingly new family. Your mouth props up at one side to give a peach kissed smirk before you take off down the street.~All Rights Reserved