Snippet - No Time Left To Lose
Valeria was walking home along the new Veteran’s Bridge. The sky was bright blue, though the air was still crisp, even for a Spring day. It wasn’t overly windy, but the gentle breezes were blowing her blonde hair into her face nonetheless. She brushed it aside automatically and kept walking.
Passing the small but otherwise nondescript park on her way home was the most pleasant part of this daily walk for her. It was mostly just a grove of trees and a scattering of small flower beds, but she enjoyed the tranquillity of it. She longed for the warmer days to come back that would allow her to stop there and sit on a bench for a few minutes.
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