The cherry blossoms of Japan were the most beautiful sight that Tosh had ever witnessed. Every spring her family would have a day out to see the trees and participate in the festivities. In her memories there was always joy and wonder, which brought out the lovely smile to her lips.

Even now the memories came to her, as she sat in the small ( Read more... )

The first time Tosh fired a gun it missed the target completely, leaving a hole in the wall. Nerves had stuck, causing her to tremble sightly. Jack assured her that it was ok and to try again but this time he pressed up close to her.

A mixture of lemons and cinnamon hit her nostrils as he instructed her on what to do. Pleasant sensations ran down ( Read more... )

The fox jumps over the fence, chased by a pack of hounds. A childish picture lying next to the piece of paper filled with doodles of hearts and rainbows. It also contains a poem, a love poem written on a whim.

In the drawer are paper hearts and animals plus little toy solders, those green plastic ones young boys like to play with.

Childish things ( Read more... )