By Khoi Pham
That night, she arrived in Zürich. Her first lone trip since marriage. The next morning, he called her. He said he was in Grindelwald. He reminded her of their days in the Bernese Alps. She asked him if it was cold. He said it was, without her breath. The damn foggy weather. That evening, he called again. He said he missed her voice dearly.
The last day of her trip, he caught up at the airport. He gave her a drawing. It showed her standing with the mountains behind her. He promised her he would never draw anything like that again.
beautiful story <3