[june cadence sumner]

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june sumner

In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect.

2/9/23 • outfit • Danny Brett Riddle

The brisk air of early February was upon June. She had a few clients come in the past few days, mainly for terribly dry skin. Even though most people tried their best, mother nature always knew how to suck out the moisture. Heck, even June found herself applying more moisturizer and using her exfoliant once more a week. But it hadn’t stopped her from taking her afternoon walks.

She decided on the meadow today. Nothing grueling as she had a long morning already. More of a pick me up, cold weather wakes me up kind of thing. June pulled up to the trailhead and got out of her car. She closed the door and locked it, to turn around and see a face she hadn’t in what felt like ages.

“Danny? Is that you?” she asked, with a smile. The sun wasn’t exactly doing her any favors either, with the glare on some patches of ice still left. June didn’t remember the last time she had seen Danny if it was indeed him.

[Danny Brett Riddle]

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Sitting at home had not been an option despite the comfort his bed provided him, not to mention his body-clock was still trying to come back to 'normal'. No that it mattered much when he stared at the ceiling at three am.

But now he was out and about, the idea of taking something of a hike on the local trails was appealing. So he made his way there, not really paying much attention, almost expecting to be uninterrupted as he went about his walk.

"Danny? Is that you?"

He stopped and frowned, he recognized that voice. Or at least he thought he did. He turned around, looking back towards the speaker.

"June?"

He stepped out of the sunlight a little bit, more curious to actually see if he was right. If it was June, it had been a god awful time since he'd laid eyes on her. Or any of his friends from the past. How much had he changed? How much could she have changed?

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