Harry...the name flooded my mind with memories...'is he here? How is he? He is getting married?' I wanted to ask so much..but all that came out was-
"I do."
"Well Eve...he was sweet enough to give me company." She smiled. I tried to put my thoughts together...'Harry was here. Okay..I can handle that..or could I?!' "Where is he?" I asked opening the door. "He was talking to the cab driver downstairs. Why dont you go check on him?" She replied casually. "Uh huh.." I went down the stairs. There he was working on his shoe laces. 'My christmas surprise.' Not wrapped but still beautiful. He stood up and saw me. "Hey!!!!"he walked over and wrapped me in a tight hug. I hadnt noticed his height till now. He has to be 6ft. "You havent changed at all Eve! I mean you look exactly the same" he let me go. His voice..I couldnt recognise it as Harry's. It couldnt be him. This was a man!
"You are so..um..grown up" I struggle to find the word. He chuckles.
"Give me that" I pick up the black trolly and immediatly regret it. It is heavy! Lord what is in there?! "Josephine's clothes." Harry answers my thoughts with a smile.
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The Fading Past
Teen FictionEve finds herself tangled in the web of her family's fading past. Can someone's past ever be forgotten completely? As the story unfolds the truth is unveiled. With Harry by her side she walks upto the nasty lies and wipes the tear-stained past. I...
