last night

Adam said that because it was late, we should take a shorter bike ride. Just to the Terrace. That really isn’t much of a bike ride, but it sounded nice. We went.

Then I started to hear music.

“It’s the 10-year anniversary. There’s an orchestra, food, drinks…and I think fireworks.”

“FIREWORKS?!”

“Yeah. I wanted to surprise you. Try to make up for the Fourth of July.”

I don’t think I can say much about that bit of time on the Terrace. It was a night you breathe, and I breathed it slowly and deeply. There was an orchestra, the glowing city, a lake dappled with the lights of boats, fireworks that popped so big I hid behind Adam’s arm, fireworks that bloomed softly and covered the sky in gold, the smoke that blew away in clouds, bits of burning ash that speckled the sky like fairies.

last night was so beautiful and so big.
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