Moments Stories

The hush of twilight settles. Porch swing creaks a low, familiar song. The day's heat lingers, a soft blanket on my skin, even as the first stars begin to prick the darkening sky. She's beside me. Quiet. Strong. Just there. No pronouncements, no grand gestures. Just her steady presence, a comfort I've come to rely on. We talked earlier, or perhaps it was just the murmur of our thoughts weaving together. Sun's warmth still...