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| - | The years between my last visit with Meg melted like vernal ice during our tea time discourse. | + | The years between my last visit with Meg melted like vernal ice during our tea time discourse. I could discern from her smiles that she felt the same way. We talked of the wild escapades of our youth as if they happened just a short season or two ago. When she told of the plans for the funeral, the mental lightness from the previous subjects lingered, making the conversation easier. We had another day before the ceremony, but she had a secret she had to show me on the morrow. I could see that she struggled to not simply show me at that instant, she was so thrilled. |
[[Category: Steamed Envelopes]] | [[Category: Steamed Envelopes]] | ||
[[Category: Unfinished]] | [[Category: Unfinished]] | ||
Revision as of 05:07, 30 November 2010
The years between my last visit with Meg melted like vernal ice during our tea time discourse. I could discern from her smiles that she felt the same way. We talked of the wild escapades of our youth as if they happened just a short season or two ago. When she told of the plans for the funeral, the mental lightness from the previous subjects lingered, making the conversation easier. We had another day before the ceremony, but she had a secret she had to show me on the morrow. I could see that she struggled to not simply show me at that instant, she was so thrilled.
