Saturday was (really) a good day.
Saturday was (really) a good day.
The warm spring sun beat heavy on his broad back as he stood surveying what was before him. His legs already ached, quivering slightly as he tried to stand still. With a rumble and a crash they came up behind him, their speed showing their inexperience. He turned, a smile beaming across his face, as he looked down at them. Smiles greeted him back and he slowly bent down…
Aches and pains…
