It had started to snow, but not much, so we decided we’d just walk through it. I took a deep breath and released it, watching the white mist flow from my mouth. Sara began to talk, telling me of her bad day so far.
I looked over at her as she talked. Little specks of white snowflakes slowly landed on her golden hair and then melted away. As the snowflakes disappeared, they turned into little mounds of water, giving Sara’s hair an extra shimmer added its normal shine.
She was getting quite worked up now and I just continued to listen patiently. I could tell she was angry because of her eyes. They were so expressive and bright all of the time. I loved them. And I lover her hair, and her hands, and her lips…I pretty much loved just everything about her.
I caught myself. Stop it Parker, I scolded myself. Don’t think of her like that. I honestly tried not, it was so hard though. I just couldn’t help but not want to look at her. She was just so beautiful, inside and out. Come on, just listen to her like a normal friend. I tore my gaze away from her and stared down at the sidewalk.
We kept walking and soon the snowfall started to pick up. It got colder too. Soon, my sweatshirt and thin jacket was definitely not cutting it. I shivered and pulled my jacket sleeves over my freezing hands. Sara noticed this and stopped talking. She looked down at my hands and then up at me.
“Where are your gloves?