Sun shines bright; little clouds sprinkled in perfectly blue skies.
Girl bikes down empty street; everyone’s gone to the river for a swim.
Guy bikes up next to her; light eyes, groomed beard, sunny smile.
If he’s interrupting her biking and singing; nope, he isn’t.
If she’d like to have a drink with him; um, sure, she does.
If he can have her number; sorry, she doesn’t really have a working phone at the moment.
Instead, if he’ll take her card and write to her; yes, he will.
Guy turns left; girl turns right.
Summerday surprise ends; summerstory starts, hopefully.