I stand by the old magnolia tree, arms crossed. She was supposed to be here 30 minutes ago.
I sigh and lean against the trunk.
We’ve been meeting here ever since we were little kids. Then suddenly, it stopped.
She got a new friend. I got a new feeling.
It’s been ten years since we last met here.
Then suddenly, she contacted me out of…[Read more]
I picked the magnolia off the tree.
“I hope they don’t get mad at us for taking their magnolias.”
“Mmmhmm, there could be a camera in the magnolias.” She said distantly, peering into the magnolia in her hand, as if it were an actual possibility. She tucked the magnolia behind my ear, and I smiled.
“I love you.”