[in which they converse for the first time in weeks]
"Hey where have you been? Its been 3 weeks."
*whispers* "My grandmother's dying."
"and here I thought you loved the free food here but- wait what? D-did you just say that...."
"Yes."
"Oh I'm so sorry." *hugs Tyler*
"Yeah so am I. I-I just feel so useless you know? I can't do anything to help her." *begins to cry*
"No no no don't cry please don't cry"
"I c-c-cant help it. She's the closest person to me and I j-just don't want to say goodbye to her. How do I even say goodbye?"
"Make her something that she'll never forget."
"and how am I supposed to do that! I s-suck at everything like that. I don't even know what to get a dying person."
YOU ARE READING
Yarn Ball
Short Story"Time doesn't stop for anyone, it keeps going on and on like the string on that ball of yarn." "But eventually it all stops" "No it doesn't. That one may stop but another one begins."
