Jane finished off her orange juice. 'Ice cream it is then.' she said, grabbing her bag and standing up again. 'And I'll take some. I don't mind.' she said, taking the clip in her hair down and letting the curls fall around her face for once. 'Pay for our own, okay? I'm not treating you and you're not treating me. Deal?'
__________________ listen and you can hear the distant sounds
of someone humming a familiar song
the sounds of raindrops echo across the horizon
and shoot your wish up to the sky |