Big Honkers Past F, If They Go Beyond That Size, Marriage Odds Improve. A Bit Over the Measure – Part 04

The cold outside was brutal. I regretted not wearing a down jacket as I shoved my hands into my pockets and ran. I liked this jacket, but it was freezing. I should’ve borrowed a scarf from someone.

When the light turned green, I dashed across the street like I was in a marathon.

Live music club… live music club… where was it? My phone’s navigation gave me a rough idea, but I’d never been there before.

The wind was picking up. I reached the end of the crosswalk, where all I had to do was follow the road straight, but my feet froze.

“Oh, I grew tired of waiting, my Merlin.”

“Why do I sound like the guy who handed King Arthur his sword? Quit trying to force it. Actually, what are you even doing?”

Saras was waiting at the intersection, standing firm. Her long black hair whipped in the strong wind, and though her