Finding Her

10|The beach

We got to the beach and sat there.

"So why don't you ever talk to me?"
I blurted out. I probably shouldn't have asked that just yet.

"I'm use to being alone."

"Don't you get lonely"

"No, there's a huge difference between being lonely and being alone. I like being alone it's comfortable."

"Well I might not like being completely alone but I also don't like crowds."

"I've noticed that."

A cold breeze blew in our faces. I wasn't wearing a jersey which was such a bummer because now I could have given her my jersey. That would have been the first step to our love story.

I turned to her and that's when I noticed that the breeze blew away her hair from her face. There was no way I just couldn't pretend not to notice her bruises.

"You're face... it's bruised. What happened."

"Oh this, I just fell on my face."
She said trying to cover her face with her again."

I knew she was lying. There was no way she could get so many bruises from just falling. What about her neck? Did she fall on her neck too?

I pretended to believe her and change the topic.

"Oh so tell me something, how do you have such long hair? Not to be racist but most black girls don't have such long hair."

"I don't think it's racist if you're also black and I don't know why I have such long hair but my mother had long hair just like mine?"

"You said she had long hair?"

"She's no longer alive."

"Oh I'm sorry, my Mom is sick, she's been sick for a really long time now."

"Is that why you work at the cafe?"

"Yep, you guessed it."

We sat in the sand for a little while longer then we had to say goodbye and go home.

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