Sunshine Valley

The worst

    Worst! She turned her head finally looking at him. He was watching her. “Worst?” She was shocked. A trimmer rippled through her.

    “Worst.” He restated. “Why dad sent me to summer camp I have no idea.”

    “Really? The worst?” All of a sudden her throat was really dry.

    He shook his head yes.

    She looked down at the rustic flooring. “I was so mad at you. You promised to write me. Every day I would skip down to the mailbox praying for a letter from you. I would shuffle the mail with youthful anticipation knowing that today would be the day you would send me a letter. And everyday I was heartbroken that I didn’t get one. I cried and cried. By the end of the summer, I had written you off. You were no longer my friend.” She waved her arm in a pushing motion to show how she was pushing him away before resting it back on her lap. “I was so mad at you, hurt, angry, and sad. I never will forget the day before you came back it rained. It was raining so hard that I wouldn’t go check the mail.”

She had just broken his heart. “What made you think of that summer?” His voice was a whisper.

    She just shook her head. “Maybe all of this. The past.” She didn’t say another word. She was staring off into her private space again. Lost in her world.

    “Evie,” her face was so soft. “Come back.”

    A single tear rolled down her cheek. He wiped it away as quickly as it had fallen.

    They didn’t say another word. He just sat there with her. Just to be there if she needed him. 

Just incase.  

Sunshine Valley