Today’s Word: Nebbish
In January they met. And though the world was white with ice and winter's chill, their souls were warmed by love's new glow.
May found them planning. As flowers bloomed and children played, they dreamed of summer's bliss; a cloudless wedding day.
In August she broke his heart. The sun, an angry yellow blob overhead, burned the lawns brown and drove the children inside, seeking refuge in conditioned air.
October came and went. He remained in his little apartment, eating raimen, and denying his nebbish mood.
In January they met.