The sunrays were refracted by the glass and the cooling ice cubes floating in the liquid inside, painting various spots of light on the upper side of the table. Those spots began dancing as she stirred the liquid with her yellow straw slowly but steady, her mind completely free of any sorrows. The wind freshed up. A cool and chilling breeze swirled through her dark, strong hair and let some strands fall into her face, which she tucked behind her ear the next moment. The breeze felt good on her skin and cooled her slightly. Small drops of sweat formed on her forehead, although they took a place under a sun umbrella, to protect them from the burning heat. The wind played with her top and blew under it, shoving away the heat. She stirred her drink again and the refrected spots of light danced again.
All around her, she saw other people sitting and enjoying the warmth, the summer brought along. Young and old people licking their ice creams, drinking ice tea -just like she did- , shielding