Ninety-two

The grass caressed her feet and a smile softened in Lia's eyes. A gust of hot air brushed her cheek as the sky turned pale yellow, then crimson and, close to breathing, electric indigo.

"Where is this place?" Derek asked.

"My favorite place!" Lisa replied. Derek looked around, their surroundings were full of bushes and trees. There is no sign of people around, he heard some rumors that this forest is full of spirits and ghosts.

"The dense bush is your favorite spot?" Derek called out, jaw sagging.

"Don't look at the surroundings with your eyes, look at them with your heart," Lia said while breathing in the fresh air around her while her eyes are caught like magnets. She looked at Derek, she was shocked as he stood in one spot and looked around like he had lost his lunch in the bushes, Derek thought it was a waste of time following Lia, he should have stayed home.

"Come on let me take you somewhere," Lia said as she grabbed Derek's arm and pulled him into the thicker bush with a glamoro