Sunny days. That’s what Natasha liked best. Most of her friends liked cloudy days or November. But she liked this. To hell with tanning and sunscreen. She couldn't bother. The world was greener and pinker and yellower now. She was eagerly inviting her out to discover her magnificence. She knew her own splendour and she was delighted to be with somebody who knew this, who was happiest when she was happiest. Someone who didnt need the clouds or the tears...with dearest natasha...