My Favourite Season Summer _best_ (2025)

But lying in bed that night, the window open, listening to the drip-drip-drip from the gutters, I didn’t think about the end. I just pulled the cool, damp sheet over my legs, felt the tired, happy ache in my bones, and smiled.

That’s the thing about summer. Water is holy. We stuck our heads under the cold spigot, the shock of it sending shivers down our spines. We guzzled directly from the hose, the faint taste of rubber and minerals the purest thing I’d ever drunk. my favourite season summer

And then, the fireflies.

My name is Leo, and summer is my church. But lying in bed that night, the window

School was a whole different life. This was the real one. And it was just beginning. But lying in bed that night