Stop It!

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She rolls up
the corner of her napkin.

She fiddles with the
packets of sugar.

She looks around,
like she wants to escape,
but doesn't know how.

"I'm not crazy," I say.

"He's gone, A.
I know you miss him.
But you've got to move on."

"Maybe you should come and see for yourself."

"So, you see him?" She asks.

"No. Well, yes, in my dreams I do.
But in the house, he's just there.
I feel him.
I smell him.
He lets me know he's there. In little ways.
Even Mom says she's smelled him.
Sandalwood shaving cream, you know."

"So your mom thinks he's a ghost, too?" She asks.

"No. She just mentioned that she thought she smelled him.
An observation.
But don't you see, it's because he is there."

She shakes her head,
stands up,
and grabs her purse.

"You want to go with me or should I take you home?"

I don't know
what I want to do.
It scares me to think about
going there again.

I look at Cali.
That look is still
on her face.

I'm not crazy!

Maybe

there's only one way
to prove it.

"Okay. I'll go."

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Hey guys! I feel VERY bad for not updating in a while, for like, three weeks straight! So, as a sorry, I will be updating for two days straight! Today, and tomorrow! Once it's Monday I will stop because I have school *Le Sigh* Anyways, your welcome my fluffies!

~Love, Viviana

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