The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day. — Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
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The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day.

— Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy
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