"i have your birthday present," sits beside him
raises eyes, "yeah?"
"mhm." pulls the bundled napkin out of her bag
stares at the napkin, "really? you think i'm that messy?"
"what?" scoffs "no! ryker. open the napkin."
opens the napkin, "rory" edges of his lips form a smile, "an apple."
"wait, there's more." pulls a jug out
chuckles "peanut butter."
nods her head
"thanks" clears throat "i should be going."
"where?"
"a friend." stands grabbing his tray
"you mean chloe."
sighs "yeah."
"i wasn't done with your gift," whispers
sits back down, "there's more?"
"yeah," grabs the apple and cuts it into pieces,
"what are you—"
"shhhh" dips a piece of apple in peanut butter "do you remember what you specifically asked?"
thinks and nods rubbing his chin
holds the apple in front of her lips, sighs "happy birthday ryker," pushes the apple into her mouth.
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Anonymous
Short StoryWhere a girl receives messages from an anonymous passerby who wants to show her the world. © tilmorning. 2013