Concert

Last night, surrounded by my favorite music, we rested under a huge canopy while the heavy white moon glowed above.

We ate chowder and walked by the docks; we laughed and sang and danced. When the August wind blew cold on the backs of our necks, we huddled together for warmth.

To my left, a parental couple kissed like hormonal teenagers. We grinned at one another; the music was friendly and contagious.