October 14, 2018; Longer Than I Expected

Well, I went to visit Emory today. I guess I’ve been dead much longer than I thought.

They still live in the same house we used to share. Seeing its yellow shutters and open windows gave me a small burst of happiness. I went inside, the movement of the door disguised by the same magic that keeps me hidden. I turned into the living room, and that’s when I saw them.

On the floor, surrounded by small blocks and toy cars, were two kids. Though they didn’t looke like twins, both had to be under five years old. Sitting on a couch was an unfamiliar man. I had never seen him before, but when I looked into his eyes, I could see the same spark that I used to see in Emory’s.

Moving past the man, an old couple was seated on another couch, talking and laughing. The person on the right caught my eye, and when I stared past the age, I saw. It was Emory.

I was shocked, and I left rapidly. I guess I thought that it hadn’t been that long, that they would still be young. Maybe I hoped that they were still waiting for me to return.

That means I’ve been dead for… for more than fifty years! How… How have I not known? Have I really been fighting this long?

I need to go think about it.

-M A R T Y

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