Yours

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Since Sunday it's been sunny. Deep town's life has kept going like nothing's happened. The flowers have wilted and the grass has dried up. It's hot and the sun isn't forgiving.

It's Saturday, it's been almost a week since the play. The graduation ceremony has taken place Friday. I'm looking up places on Jane's computer to go with Jane and Liam and some more people from our year. We decide on a road trip ten hours away.

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We've been traveling for a week and we've been staying at this rental that belongs to the nicest old woman. We've been spending our days at the beach and walking around the town. When I'm in the ocean I feel like I'm in a dream awake. Sometimes I close my eyes and expect for it to start raining. It doesn't. I've been reading books about the supernatural. I found one about where Deep town is located and it's very interesting.

After we've been traveling for two weeks it's time to go back home. I want to stay. I think a part of me doesn't want to go back knowing he's there, meditating. Jane helps me feel better about everything.

It's the last day of July and someone mentions on social media that since school has ended there's been no more rain and that it probably means school is the devil. I laugh and click like but I feel sad remembering the rain.

The months go by fast and soon enough college starts. Jane is so excited that we're in the same class. I feel happy doing what I like and the people here are nice too. Eventually, I forget.

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It's the fifteenth of September.

I get a text and I look at my phone.

B: I'm sorry. Do you have a few minutes so I can see you?

It feels odd staring at his name on the screen after I haven't heard it in so long. I look at the message trying to dissect if there could be any hidden meaning. I decide it just means he's sorry and wants to see me. A part of me wants to ignore him. Make him suffer like I did. But that's not what the new grown up version of me does. I show Jane the message and she agrees with me. I answer.

H: Ok. The hill?

B: Of course, Yes.

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I walk up the hill with agility, the summer activities have kept me in shape and so did joining a basketball team in college. I'm wearing more sophisticated clothes and a bit of makeup. Something I wouldn't have done before.

I get to the top and Blake has his back towards me as he's staring at the view. I almost don't recognize him as he has a broader figure with more toned muscles and longer hair.

-Hello. - He smiles that same charming smile as he turns around to look at me.

-Hey. - I answer. I feel a bit shy all of a sudden. I've come to feel so confident recently but there's something about him that makes me feel like we're in a time machine back to a few months ago.

-I'm sorry. - He sounds genuine. One of the most genuine I've ever seen someone be.

-It's ok. I'm ok. - His honesty brought out my genuine side as well. He smiles. We stay in silence for a while watching the view.

-I can't stay any longer. Here, have this. - I find myself frowning. It was over so fast. If only I could say more.

He hands me an envelope and he quickly gets down the hill and I can see his mom's car riding away. I notice the puddle is somehow still there although it's almost gone. I look around and sure enough I find a little frog. As I step back, I notice dozens of frogs jumping around.

I sit back down and open the envelope. It's got a group picture of all of us from that Korean/paintball party. I'm happy but then I feel disappointed. Then I turn the picture around and notice that it's written. 

"I'm so glad in this whole universe, in the space time continuum, I got to spend thirteen days with you. I've known what it's like to have power over matter since I was little but I've never known power like love and friendship. This last few months I found out what the responsibility of owning a universe is like. I've seen nothing come to be everything. I've seen planets and galaxies form. Hannah Grace, a whole universe full of stars can't hold a candle to your smile.

Yours,

Blake Evans

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