Time for Me to Fly 7
She shook her head as she walked over to our group of friends. My friend Jon walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“I know you want to give me a sip of that Starbuck’s.â? I laughed and handed it to him.
“You can have the rest.â? He smiled and took the frozen coffee from my hand. It was the first time in a while that I was able to get something cold. The temperature outside was finally showing signs of my favorite season, spring. In honor of that I was wearing Bermuda shorts.