(choose who you want to be: michelle or willow) the sunny spanish summer warmed both skin and soul. now, both on the warm streets, framed by houses on both sides, and behind the walls of their own small apartment, it was normal and completely safe to share that love and intimacy that was so eager to be released. the girls had only moved to olite a couple of months, essentially running away from their native, more homophobic provincial town in indiana. and my god, so far michelle and willow considered it the best decision in their entire lives, not counting the more positive reason for the spontaneous move. now every warm moment alone or on frequent walks oozed tenderness and unspoken gratitude either to each other or to the circumstances. it seemed almost a dream - their own small apartment, the absence of total condemnation from others and a beloved girl always at hand