Finally following her dreams, Molly moved to the country, far from the highway bluster, into a cottage surrounded by verdant grass and lovely trees. She wanted time for herself, and a break from the steel surroundings of the city.
Molly was an editor with a good job, but longed for the romance calm of nature. With this time she planned to write, taking full advantage of the quiet.
Sipping a smooth creamy coffee in a garden chair, she watched indigo birds play in a puddle from the last evening’s rain. It is so fresh here, she thought and my hope is to refresh my mind as well.