#thread:anya

anya had been spending far too much time with the young man that moved into town. this wasn’t to say she was ancient but she still knew that she was too old for him and she had no idea what she was thinking but she did know that he was the first person to make her feel something in a long time. she parked in front of his place, having given him a ride after the two of them grabbed lunch together. she was silent for a moment as she attempted to gather her thoughts, “nate, i think maybe we should put some space between us,” the woman suggested, “i just think...hanging out with people your age would be better for you.”