The tree sitter - Part II [draft]

A fiction project in progress

This is the second installment of “The tree sitter.” To read the first part, go here.

In the wake of the afternoon, the three of them lay on the dock until their skin felt tight.

“Ok, now it’s summer,” Alyssa said, under a trance.

“The water is so much warmer than I remember.” Crystal began to float on her back.

“The pleasures of global warming, baby,” said…