It's been two months, and the experimental drug was a success. I'm ready to go home. While my father is signing the release papers, Mom comes into the room with a tiny envelope. It's addressed to the clinic under my family name.
She smiles and leaves it on my hospital bed, then slips out of the room, still beaming.
The moment my fingers tear it open, the soft smell of honey splashes against my face, taking no prisoners. It's a tiny card. With a bird and a leaf on each side. Few words long. As I scan the letter, something heavy and winged takes off from my chest and leaves through the open window.
Water has memory
And you are my River
And we—we are a story.
Come back to me, watery boy.
—DGB
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Forget me lots (Completed)
Teen Fiction❀2022 Watty Shortlister❀ ❀𝗔𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗶𝗲́𝗻 𝗲𝗻 𝗘𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗻̃𝗼𝗹❀ Much against his will, River Allen can't drag his gaze away from the new student, seventeen-year-old Dawn Gray Brooks. It isn't that she lives in a ragged, teal dress, and ca...