she slips the letter light pink in the enveloppe as she stands up and walks out of the door.
trying to walk in a straight line to the post office.
soldiers and older people walk past her,
she walks in to one of her friends, Liam, who smiles at her.
‘where are you going?’
she shrugs her shoulders.
‘just to the post office.’
‘don’t you know how dangerous that is?’
he whisper-shouts.
‘why would it be dangerous? there are soldiers.’
he shakes his head.
‘there are, but there are rumours that some are spies from the south and there’s going to be a war soon.’
he pushes her forward a little and she shakes her head while they walk further.
‘you believe everything Li.’
‘i don’t, but i do believe in things that are true.’
‘you’re crazy.’
he puts an arm around her shoulders and looks at the tattoo in her neck.
actually they are mates, suposed to marry each other when they’re sixteen and have kids after their surgery.
but they’re not ready yet, they are just best friends and they seemed to have the same triangle in their neck.
‘for who is the letter?’
she shrugs her shoulders.
‘for anyone who wants to read, i’ll drop it off at the post office and i’ll see if i get a respond from someone.’
he smiles a little, that’s so her.
the thick, high, grey walls are immense and they both stare at it.
the post office is the only thing north and south will share,
though there are two parts.
soldiers stand in front of it and she gives the letter to one of them,
not knowing who will read it,
or who he or she is.
liam hugs her quickly before the soldiers see,
no love in public, not even hugging.
‘i’ll protect you when there’s war.’ he whispers in her ear.
