Florence Fiction Friday (10)
Alissa and I went for a run the next morning. The constant carbs were detrimental to the jeans we packed, and we decided to finally do something about it. Alissa was a good companion: friendly enough and not too nosy. When we stopped my the Duomo for tea at the American coffee shop, I was […]
Florence Fiction Friday (9)
From making new friends in classes to Fred, I finally felt like myself. Greg even commented one week that I had a certain glow about me. “I just showered,” I answered. “Nah, that’s not it.” Matt came in from a run. His athletic body didn’t interest me at all anymore. “What’s up,” he said rather […]