The unimpeded thoughts of the spirit
“Regina, sweetheart!”
“No”
“We just want to talk”
“Well, I don’t”
Her father sighed wearily and pinched the bridge of his nose outside the door. How was anyone supposed to convince his headstrong daughter that her career choices would definitely be frowned upon in the town. Not that that would deter her in the least. She was nothing if not stubborn and determined, and those were good attributes for a warrior he supposed. That’s what she wanted to do anyway.
It was a morning of perfection as Nick lay on the bench outside Barker’s drugstore. Trees swaying in the mid-morning breeze were accompanied by the sun shining down on his handsome form. Many a girl had their eyes drawn to the young man lounging in the heart of town, dark curls gently being caressed by the breeze, startling blue eyes turned towards the sky.
20 years ago, however, the day hadn’t been this pleasant at all.
Howling With The Wolf 