September 12th passed by and I didn’t even realize it.
Four years ago.
My Winter Dream has melted away.
It is Friday night and I lie alone in my room. Curtis has gone to Atlanta. Dan and Allen are out. Vince is with Laura.
I’m listening to Les Miserables.
I tried to call Marcus. No answer. I tried to call Christi. No answer.
Sharon called me earlier today. She brought a smile to my face.
I went for a walk and found that a duck had fallen off the waterfall at Elk River. It was dead. I took a picture.
I think I’ll try to call Emily.
. . .
I just got off the phone with Emily. She was blow drying her hair and getting ready to go to a football game. We had a fun talk. She made me smile. I miss her. She sounded so beautiful.
She turns 18 in November. As does Laura.
I can’t believe I’m 20.