Fair-Weather Lover

“Stop! You’re making me uncomfortable! No! I said back off!” Sharon stumbled away and sank to her knees on the grass, tears welling up in her eyes. “Don’t touch me! I’ll scream!”

Sighing, the Wind turned to leave. It was beginning to think it would never find someone to love.

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