Blacktail Deer Plateau west memphis is on fire in the light of day

She knew nothing beyond the surface level.

He pulled away and while she felt inclined to drift after him, she did not such thing. She might have felt confident in these moments but not so confident as to reach out twice! He is on the bank and it almost seemed as though every ripple between them created a lake instead of a river.

Too much, her mind whispers.

Slowly she drifted where he did, following his wake, but not to touch as she had before.

Just to linger near.