Meeting

Bismillah

Los Angeles
City of Angels

“Pretty, aren’t they?”
“Positively.”
They continue further ahead.
“You glad we came?”
He nods.
“Honestly. Yes.”
They move to the edge of the pinkish fluffy thing they were standing on.
“Ready?” She winks at him encouragingly.
“Highly still, but surely, yes.”
They take each other’s hand and jump to the next ball of pink fluff in the sky.
Bouncily they land on it and catch their breath.
“Look!” The little girl shouts excitedly.
“Wordy, what are they?”
“I have never seen t...