The end, again

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--I own none of the characters or plot or book or anything my stuff starts after "Fugazi T-shirt". Read it with your book first because it isn't the full chapter--



Eleanor

Letters, post cards, yellow padded packages that rattled in her hands.

None of them opened, none of them read.

It was bad when the letters came every day. It was worse when they stopped.

Sometimes she laid them out on the carpet like tarot cards, like Wonka Bars, and wondered whether it was too late.

Park

Eleanor didn't go to prom with him.

Cat did.

Cat from work. She was thin and dark, her eyes were as blue and flat as breath mints. When Park held Cat's hand it was like holding hands with a mannequin and it was such a relief that he kissed her. He fell asleep on prom night in his tuxedo pants and Fugazi T-shirt

Eleanor

It wasn't

Park

Park drove back up his street after work when he saw her. He pulled up and parked the car as she turned around. After waiting half a second to see if this vision of her would fade he ran up to her and took her face in his hands. They kissed passionately, forgetting to pause for breath.

"I thought it was too late", she whispered into the kiss. Park stopped kissing her briefly to look her in the eyes and tell her the only thing she ever needed to hear.

"Never", he said.

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