My Springtime
"I'm honored and excited, and I'll make the best tiramisu in the world!"
"Then, I... will be the boyfriend of Nina, the owner of the shop that makes the best tiramisu in the world!" Ronan grinned.
We left the shop laughing.
Night had fallen outside, and warm yellow lights glowed around us.
A gust suddenly swept through the alley. Ronan took my hand, and we jogged a few steps into the wind ahead of me.
Sutburg was filled with flowers in spring, petals flying toward us in the wind, pink, white, and many other colors.