Literature
Mallory - Solitude and Sunflowers
[DEVIATION]
Solitude and Sunflowers
Bright yellow blooms danced under the golden rays of midsummer sun, a waltz in the warm breeze that offered little relief from the heat.
Mallory stepped onto the back porch of her childhood home, her unassuming secret retreat. The sun‑warmed boards creaked softly beneath her bare feet as she settled onto the old steps. She drew in a deep breath, savoring the sweet mix of wildflowers, dry heat, and grass.
For the first time in weeks, she had a moment to herself. Here, overlooking the field she’d grown up with, she could finally rest. She leaned back on her hands and closed her eyes.
Has it really been a month already?
Time needs to slow down.
Her work as an instructor at the high school kept her busy, too busy. Between her lesson plans, students, her obligations to Caleb, relief missions, and everything else, she was finding it harder and harder to make her way back here.
She opened her eyes and took in the sight of her silent, swaying
