She passes by, showing him a quick smile while she tries to keep up with her friends. Her long hair moving like a curtain down her back, the white streaks dancing with each step she takes. Those streaks cause conflicting feelings in him; they make her special, beautiful, and older somehow, but they also represent his failure – her death.
She doesn’t know any of this. All she remembers is the brief caress when he left the first time. He’d touched those silver strands, and she had told herself to never hide them. They are her evidence. The proof he cares.
- Challenge: 100 words
- Word: Hair
- Original date: June 19, 2006
Logan & Marie 