One Year Later

on Thursday, July 18, 2013

They made a promise a year ago.

“He’ll come. He’ll come.” She whispered to herself again and again. “He won’t break a promise.”

She was freezing, literally shaking in her boots. The snow fell faster but she once again hoped that he’d come.

She beamed when she saw him, holding an umbrella in his hand. He came closer. She sighed, not quite believing they were finally face to face again.


“We made a promise, remember?” He whispered. “But why is life so unfair, April?”

She didn’t bother to choke back her sob.

He wouldn’t hear her – see her – anyway.

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