Dear Elena,
We used to joke about my job
Back when I could stand to look at myself in the mirror.
It's funny that it all came crashing down once you left.
My mom still asks about you
Over teary eyes and tightly folded hands.
I tell her you're busy
Traveling the world or dancing in castles.
Doing way better than any of us ever dreamed.
She liked you okay
Just not us.
Love is like electricity:
When it rains
The powerlines explode.
Love, Ida
YOU ARE READING
Ida
Cerita PendekIda Whitney- A twenty four year old 911 operator in Eugene by day, and a crumbling lie by night.
