ClareW
His skin was leathery and worn from work, covered in callouses that spoke of long days out in the field beneath a hot July son. I liked the way that his hand felt in mine, firm and reassuring, like a father holding his little girl's hand as they crossed the street together. With him, I felt safe.
I hope that I don't turn out to be a flat character in this life. I want to be a round character. I want to go somewhere, do something, change. I want there to be more to me than what you see on the surface level. I want to see something great. Even if I can't to anything great, to see something truly great would make it all worth while.