A Day At The Sauna
The steam isn't the hottest item in that place. René and Barbara stood in front of the sauna door, the warm sun casting a golden glow on their faces, while Barbara felt a tingling tension swirling in her stomach. The decision to visit the sauna had been spontaneous, a spur-of-the-moment idea that seemed perfect for melting away stress and escaping the relentless daily grind. The wide, inviting door loomed before them, crafted of rich, honey-colored wood that exuded war...
