Well… I did it. I moved ‘fiction friday’. And I reserve the right to move it again… if I decide Wednesday is better. As you can see, I didn’t really think of a new name. I guess, for now anyway, the new name is ‘fiction
Oh… and sorry this installment is so short…
Dani stared at her phone rereading every word she and Ava had just exchanged. She knew she’d have to apologize in the morning for keeping Ava up so late. She seemed so tired, almost not herself. But Dani couldn’t think about that. Her mind was preoccupied with every other detail from their conversation. With a long sigh, she tried to focus on Ava’s last word… ‘home’.
And she knew she was never going to get any sleep.
Home was swinging on the swing behind her parent’s house. It was talking and laughing with Ava. It was Christmas morning. It was Mom’s blueberry pie. It was Hodges Lake where days were spent walking and talking and laughing… where summers were spent sitting on the creaky dock looking up at a million stars in the sky… where nights were spent not sleeping in Gram’s cabin. It was every beautiful memory made with everyone she loved.
Those memories played like a movie in Dani’s head. The day she met Ava. The tears when Dani said goodbye and left town. Firsts and lasts and beautiful moments and painful ones. Even seemingly insignificant memories felt suddenly meaningful. But the significant ones quickly took over. Like the look on Adam’s face in the magic moment before he first kissed her. And the look in his eyes immediately after. And a hundred other memories she shared with him – the beautiful ones, the sad ones, the happy ones, the angry ones. All of them.
In a moment of clarity, Dani dropped her phone to her chest and gasped. Tears streamed from her eyes and her deep breath didn’t calm her. Home. Everything she saw. Everything she adored. Everything she wanted.
And she never saw Finn.
She saw Adam.
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