Maya hated that answer. She was from Chennai, where seasons arrived like trains on a schedule—sweltering heat, then monsoon, then mild. Here, the sky couldn’t make up its mind.
Here’s a short story draft based on the prompt "when is autumn in uk": when is autumn in uk
Maya had been in London for three years, but she still asked the question every September. Maya hated that answer
A toddler in a puffy coat stomped through a pile of leaves. His mother laughed, breath fogging faintly. then mild. Here