I helped you pack your house. We sorted things to keep, things to give away, and things to throw out. You ended up giving most of your things away in a yard sale and donating them to Goodwill. You figured you might as well start totally fresh at your new home. You spent your last few days at my house. We built a fort in my living room and played video games all day and night. I was the last person you said goodbye to. You cried a lot, but I wish you hadn't because I couldn't dry your tears.
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Short StoryHe's loved her since he met her. Now he's counting the years until she catches up. "So if we knew all along, why did it take so long?" COPYRIGHT © littlewaterfall, 2015, All Rights Reserved #264 in Short Story - 6/3/2015
