Tulips

“Friends. We’re going to be friends forever, right?”

Ezra finally opened both of his eyes then he looked at the sky. From there, clouds waltzed and an airplane passed by. He remembered when he was a kid, he wanted to be a pilot so he could fly above the sky, feel his feet flying in the air.

Being Clarissa felt the same way, only he fly so much higher. Like a pair of wings were attached behind his back. And flying became so easy.

“Best friends.” Ezra corrected. “We’re going to be best friends forever.”

He closed his eyes and he began flying up in the sky. Like a kite, he drifted away from the ground and into the clouds.

But Clarissa was the thread that’s going to keep him grounded.