(Kyra's P.O.V.)
It was three o' clock in the afternoon and Aurora told me she was on her way over. It was Wednesday that day, and that meant that I had church at 6 that night. I had dressed in my best casual clothes. A crocheted, cream colored beret lay atop my head. My glasses were tucked behind my ears and I was wearing a cream-colored trapeze top underneath a black lace shrug. I also wore rhinestoned jean shorts, and sequined black hi-tops.
Aurora texted me that she was about 3 minutes away from my house. I grabbed my phone and walked outside, then sat on the back of the convertible in our driveway. While I was out there, I looked around at all of the trees, the bushes, the grass. I wasn't so much focusing on the nature, just thinking about random things. I'm really going to see Aurora. Finally. After it's been over a year, I'm going to see my best friend again. I couldn't believe it.
The thought of it was completely flabbergasting. Hehe. Flabbergasting, I thought. That's a pretty funny word.
There it was. A car pulled into the driveway. Through the glass, I could make out two figures. Aurora and her mother.
YOU ARE READING
Finding Aurora
Short StoryKyra thought that her best friend being back home would be great. And of course the first few hours were. But then something happened. And what is that something, you ask? Well I'd love to tell you, but you have to read to find out.
