I liked this piece because it was simple and yet interesting. I found it from the SmokeLong Quarterly and randomly picked it out of the long list of micro fiction stories. I can see this story being very relatable to many young people who experience summer love for only a short period of time and before you know it vacations end and no contacts are left open for further developing. The kind of summer love that is illusive and makes you look back with longing and fond memories.
When the main character talks about her sunburn peeling in small white flakes like snow this allows the reader to connect the fling as just a summer love situation and with the peeling of her sunburn comes also the change in season and the summer fling is now in the past a long with her burn.