"Kind of," Maya admitted. "My mum just sent a photo. There’s a foot of snow on the driveway back home."
They stood there until the sun bled orange into the sea. And for the first time, Maya didn’t miss the snow. She just leaned into the wind and let winter have its say. when is winter in australia
Leo laughed. "Your home is weird. You celebrate Christmas in a parka. You say 'winter' and mean 'death by icicle.'" "Kind of," Maya admitted
Leo nodded. "June to August. But the good stuff? It happens right now." And for the first time, Maya didn’t miss the snow
"Missing the cold?" asked Leo, sliding into the chair beside her. Outside the window of their Sydney office, the jacarandas were dropping purple blossoms onto sun-baked pavement. The air smelled of eucalyptus and salt.
"Close your eyes," Leo said.