“Told you I’d be back before you were done.”
Slipped through the back door, moving easily across the floor without being seen. I had stood, just watching her, for a few minutes, her feet curled under her now.
Her smile wide and beautiful, as I sit next to her. A smile that says she’s happy to see me, not a smile of relief, after doubting she’d see me again. She trusted that I would come back for her.
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