Melody jostled a dust-coated box into the backseat of her car. The box had remained untouched for the three years she'd been at Harvard. Why had she insisted on bringing it to law school? She'd just ... [+]
I dropped anice cube intothe seawhich sort of replied as if tosay you haven't made much impressionon meSoI threw a twiginto a wood andthought to myselfthat will changethings around,yet it still lookedthe same, couldn't even hear a sound SoI climbed a high hilland shouted real loud at the worldto stop, but it justkept turning round and roundand turning the sunon and offand then alittle loving kisson the sweet neckof my loverlit up a warmlight and we were bathed in it.