The Beamish Boys
Chapter 1. It had been a glorious summer day, and the sun was just beginning to set over the hills. The sky was a breathtaking tapestry of oranges and purples, and a gentle breeze rustled through the trees. As the day drifted away, a group of young men gathered around a campfire in an old abandoned lot on the outskirts of town.
The boys were all friends from school, united in their love of Beamish stout. They had come together to celebrate the end of their exams and to enjoy one last evening together before they all went off in different directions for university or careers.
The boys were excitedly laughing and talking about their plans for the future as they passed around large bottles of Beamish stout. They each took long swigs from their bottles as they shared stories from their past few years together.
The conversations ranged from discussing girls, to tales of sporting glory, to musings about life after school. The night grew on and soon it was time for them to go home.
As they said their goodbyes, there was something special in the air – something that had only grown stronger with every bottle of Beamish that had been shared amongst them – a sense of friendship that could not be broken by distance or time apart. They all knew that no matter what happened over the next few months or years, when they next met again it would be just like old times – same place, same beer; only this time with even more stories to share around the campfire.
The END
