TE15 Lithuanian Honey Cake

DS Maolalaí

First page I love the very start of everything - that first page of a novel

going all in on scenery and rhetoric without worrying yet about a plot or the drinking stories you tell me which open to set the scene with a list of everything we’d had. And us, in that lucky part of the relationship now when it’s still somehow endearing for you that I made you miss your bus; not an excuse for a fight, just a kiss and five minutes more together. I walk home through freezing fog and smile with my hands in my pockets. I wonder how much goodwill I have left by this time and calculate (hope) that it’s a little bit more.

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