I Never Told You But…

Photo Courtesy of Breakfield and Burkey

Trevor entered the living room and halted. He’d been captured by the movements. “Simone, what are you doing?” he complained.

Simone recoiled at his tone but didn’t drop the object even as sun rays from the window caught the fathomless black shine. “But it’s such a nice shiny stick,” She frowned. “I wanted to see how it felt and if I could balance it. Don’t you love the bright splashes of color on the smooth surface?”