Thursday photo prompt: Renewal #writephoto

Photo by Sue Vincent

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“Skies roar,”  I said as we walked the trail.  “Don’t you hear the colors?”

“Helluva first date,” he grumbled.  “Shall we return to a venue more…civilized?”

So predictable.  Aunt Marie always did pick arrogant, domineering men for my dates.   Better this than to endure her incessant nagging.

“A celestial artist covers the horizon, and you want to hide within four walls?”

He huffed, turned, and walked toward my aunt’s home, probably to complain that her niece was crazy.  No matter.  Around the next turn, my true love waited…and on this day, we would walk until darkness swallowed us.