Dec 14, 2017
It has been a few years since she’s gotten on the ice. It was the few things in her childhood that brought her joy. It was her earliest memories of her birth parents: ice skating on the Boston Commons Frog Pond. She put her headphones in and glided to the center. She spun around and around with a smile curled on her face until her nose was cherry red and the cold settled into her bones. Plus, the Zamboni came out to lay a fresh sheet of ice down.
“I love winter.” Mila smiled to the person next to her. She gripped a cuppa hot chocolate in her hands for warmth.