Lightning-Dono: Sorry about the wait…xD I had to go back to doing homework after Presidents Week. This is the worst one…sorry! I'll try harder on the other ones…I promise.
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Theme: #5 "Snow"
Word Count: 441
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Kai had never seen snow before. The mainland he often returned to after summer to maintain his restaurant there was too temperate to shed any white substance during winter, and whenever Jill wrote to him, she often spoke of it as a reprieve from work and a season of festivity and celebration.
He had a terrible imagination, and he had an insanely hard time imagining the ground covered in layers of cold, wet snow. Every single time he received one of her letters, he desperately wanted to see it, but of course, that never happened. Of course, he was leaving soon for home and Kai wanted to make her understand his desire.
The man grasped Jill's hand in his hot, dry hands, squeezing her smooth fingers with an intensity that was fueled with desire.
"Please give me a piece of snow when it snows," he pleaded.
"I can't send it," Jill replied, flustered. "It'll melt. It just looks like water once it's gotten warm, y'know?"
Kai cast a derisive look at the captain of the boat he usually left on hailing him over as though it was too much to ask for a few extra minutes to be with his one love.
"I'll find a way," she whispered into his ear as she pecked his temple with more passion than was warranted for a simple touch with her crimson lips. "I'll find a way."
Seventy days later, Kai was sitting by his lonesome after arriving at his restaurant. The heat beat down upon him in such force, he was forced to retreat to a spot in front of a large fan he had stationed by the door.
A man donning a blue uniform cast a letter through the door onto the ground, which Kai retrieved.
He smiled when he saw who it was from.
Slitting open the envelope's edge, he unfurled the letter which contained a small picture of snow drifting lazily down from the sky to cover her apple tree. No matter how much she complained during the letter about the picture's quality, her skills in the area of photography were excellent.
And so I sent you a piece of snow: my world and now a part of yours.
Hugs and Many Kisses,
Jill
Kai's lips curled into a serene smile as he read this and went to get an envelope of his own. He did not write, but on the back of the picture he removed from his wallet. It was a clear, recent picture of him on the beach with the sun on his shoulders.
As you sent me your world, I have sent you mine.
Love,
Kai