Balloon Girl
August 24th
She tucked herself in, and switched off the light.
There he was. Waiting for her. He held out a hand, and smiled as if he hadn't a care in the world.
She scrunched her eyes tightly, and woke up.
Her hand closed around the ring and balloon on her bedside table.
Sitting up, she glanced at the clock.
11:56pm.
Holding her ring in her lap like an obedient five-year-old, she watched the clock change to 11:57 . . . 11:58 . . . 11:59 . . .
12:00am.
It was August 24th.
She slipped the ring onto her finger. It fit perfectly.
She was eighteen, and had been so for three months. Eighteen, the same age he had been when he had left her.
"Mark..." Azu whispered, clutching her ring, a tear sliding down her face. "Happy birthday. I love you."
A shooting star dashed through the sky.
There he was. Waiting for her. He held out a hand, and smiled as if he hadn't a care in the world.
She scrunched her eyes tightly, and woke up.
Her hand closed around the ring and balloon on her bedside table.
Sitting up, she glanced at the clock.
11:56pm.
Holding her ring in her lap like an obedient five-year-old, she watched the clock change to 11:57 . . . 11:58 . . . 11:59 . . .
12:00am.
It was August 24th.
She slipped the ring onto her finger. It fit perfectly.
She was eighteen, and had been so for three months. Eighteen, the same age he had been when he had left her.
"Mark..." Azu whispered, clutching her ring, a tear sliding down her face. "Happy birthday. I love you."
A shooting star dashed through the sky.
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