It smelled like mustard. That tangy aroma made his mouth water. With a glance at the grill, he could see the dogs were almost finished. Sighing, he looked to the sand. People were enjoying themselves down by the waves. He not so much.
Hugging his knees, he inched away from the edge of the canopy. The sun was crawling closer by the hour, and he didn’t want to feel its heat. Hearing a laugh, he looked to see that smirk Summer always had. Amusement. He was surely amused by Winter’s attempts to stay in the shade. Seeing Summer shake his head, Winter frowned, pushing his glasses up.
With his chin resting on his knees, he glanced at where Fall and Spring were lounged on beach chairs. They seemed to be enjoying themselves. Frowning, he looked up as a plate was held before his face. Summer passed off the hot dog and resumed his grilling.
Oh man. My first reading of this I totally thought it was Summer, not Winter being the shy/awkward one, and was really excited by that.
ReplyDeleteOn a second read through, it looks like maybe Summer is actually something of an arrogant jerk. Which I'd have to say was pretty exciting too.
I look forward to seeing more from the Seasons!