A short story about drinking, dancing, and the oh so great millennial life.
A short story about traveling to Ireland and visiting the Rock of Cashel. Although I was near a magnificent structure, my attention was distracted by tiny visitors.
We walked down the paved pathway. Dog and girl. Her red leash jingled. It was definitely not a gorge or even a forest; it was barely even a park. The path circled the perimeter of the tiny field and swing sets. We stopped midway and entered the secluded dirt path. It wasn’t a hiking trail, … More It was Our Spot