Rainbow Snippets, December 15 – 16, 2018
The angle of sunlight had slipped past that critical point—low enough to say “summer’s over” even if autumn hadn’t officially started yet. The change in seasons always filled Cody with an odd yearning that he’d never been able to identify.
He blamed Don Henley.
This time of year, post-Labor Day but before peak foliage season, “The Boys of Summer” always played on a loop on his internal playlist, with its melancholy reminiscence of times impossible to recapture, its vain search for someone no longer there.
Not that Cody had ever had someone to find—or lose, for that matter. But it made him want, as if his family, his beloved home, his life, was somehow missing a piece—although he had no idea what that piece might be.