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The Rendezvous

I always loved this place: cherry trees flanking the wildflower meadow, sunlight glistening off the lake beyond. I hurry towards our bench and, spotting it, gasp. He waited…

Running, I throw my arms around him. He’s soft, warm; his scent conjures memories, forgotten emotions.

“I’ve missed you so much.”

“And I, you.” He holds me close then eases me away. “You shouldn’t be here yet. Go, it's okay.”

I’m suddenly woozy and there’s pain in my chest. A piercing tone assaults my ears. I jolt, jolt again before the noise dissolves into steady beeps. Someone clasps my hand.

“She’s back.”


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