The night I cried on the sidewalk

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The door slammed behind me. I stood in the first breaths of autumn, staring at the tarnished maple leaves skittering across the sidewalk, took three steps, and hugged my arms around my torso.

What just happened?

We fought. Over pizza?

No, another presence undulated between us, an asp of deception.

Tears came. Was I wrong about Dominic?

Aunt Audrey’s voice intruded. “Anything worth having is worth fighting for.”

I turned back toward his townhouse, stared at the maroon door, hoping it would open. Wish granted.

We gazed at each other, searched souls. His embrace impassioned as he kissed away tears.

 

end 9/3/2016

S. Darlington

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