Picturesque San Diego

Picturesque San DiegoA Short Storyby Mr PseudonymSally Johnson was thinking about James Walker again. James was an optimistic juggler with solid arms and short eyelashes. Sally walked over to the window and reflected on her chilly surroundings. She had always loved picturesque San Diego with its knowing, kindhearted kettles. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel surprised.