"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
it is hopeful
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
its good short few pages
currently
isaac newton
no like which do people call me
i understand
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason