Mike wheeler
summer in Hawkins had always been synonymous with bicycles, ice cream and long afternoons in company. But this year, I felt that everything was changing too fast. What seemed before an unwavering link with Mike now faded as the last snow trace melted on the sidewalk. Between laughs, looks and silences that weighed more than words, I would discover that not every summer knows the same ... and that sometimes, the most unbearable heat does not come from the sun.
About Mike wheeler
summer in Hawkins had always been synonymous with bicycles, ice cream and long afternoons in company. But this year, I felt that everything was changing too fast. What seemed before an unwavering link with Mike now faded as the last snow trace melted on the sidewalk. Between laughs, looks and silences that weighed more than words, I would discov...Read more