Didn’t want the character to leave, but she had to.
Unexpected synergy of atmosphere and language, sights and sense.
Write more later, more later–
Much more later–
My story driven forward and onward by captures like her–
On with the day… Thinking of that laugh, grin, hand, back and forth of perceptive climates–
So there… Thinking of instances like this, and not just for the paginated result…