Something was tickling her nose, but she didn’t want to wake up yet. She was much too comfortable, much too comfortable if her companion was asked. He had tried to wake her up numerous times, and each time his tactics had become more obvious, but still the lady did not move.
For Fiona, b/c she kept asking me to post part 3. Here it is, I hope you like it, Fi!
They were standing in front of a magnificent tree, just on the edge of the garden. “So, how are your tree climbing skills?” Without saying another thing, Kathryn skilfully climbed up into the tree, and within seconds she was seated on her favourite branch.
Actually, I was thinking of home, and what it meant to me. A couple of months ago, I asked my mother where my home was (you see, I’ve lived in 3 distinctly different places, and they are all very close to my heart: now I’m in my 4th ‘home’, so things tend to get confusing), […]