Baloncesto y relato corto
Carlie entered the house soaked to the bone, with her cheeks red from the wind, and shivering violently.
“Hi”. I said eying her from head to toe. Her clothes were plastered to her tiny frame and they were leaving a puddle of water at her feet, and into my wood floor.
Unbelievable. She disappears for three hours in the middle of the night and comes home like this. Freaking unbelievable.
“Hi”. She muttered to me while rubbing her hands together trying to get some warmth.
“Where were you?” I asked her forcefully. Why is she so difficult, why can’t she volunteer information for once in her life?
I’ve been worried sick all night and she’s there acting like nothing happened, like nothing is wrong.
“Nowhere”. She whispered before turning slowly on her heels and up the stairs, dripping water all over the house.
I fell down to the couch and put my head in my hands. “Nowhere” I muttered to myself. “Freaking nowhere”.
Besos heavys....
“Hi”. I said eying her from head to toe. Her clothes were plastered to her tiny frame and they were leaving a puddle of water at her feet, and into my wood floor.
Unbelievable. She disappears for three hours in the middle of the night and comes home like this. Freaking unbelievable.
“Hi”. She muttered to me while rubbing her hands together trying to get some warmth.
“Where were you?” I asked her forcefully. Why is she so difficult, why can’t she volunteer information for once in her life?
I’ve been worried sick all night and she’s there acting like nothing happened, like nothing is wrong.
“Nowhere”. She whispered before turning slowly on her heels and up the stairs, dripping water all over the house.
I fell down to the couch and put my head in my hands. “Nowhere” I muttered to myself. “Freaking nowhere”.
Besos heavys....