Bluegrass

Hanging in the balance, the wine began to take its toll and I let my mind wander. The cool breeze came off the ocean and kissed my bare shoulders, promising more. My eyes drifted closed, my lashes touching my cheek. The bluegrass continued on and the darkness came.

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