summer

you had known james since you were kids; he was your best friend. you had always told each other everything, but james was keeping a secret from you, and you couldn’t figure out what.

today, the two of you were sitting in a tree in your backyard, you were reading and he was talking about nothing in particular.

it really was the perfect day, the sun was out but it wasn’t too bright, the animals on your farm were clucking and mooing, it was a beautiful day.