Valentines Day: A Spark Story

Scotland:

I marched to the nearest place to sit, the concrete biting my spine as I collapsed on the back steps of the mall. Clutching my knees as I fought back the tears threatening to spring free I looked up at the dying sunlight feebly reaching over nearby buildings.

“I just, I ju-sometimes I feel trapped!” I sputtered.

“There’s so much I want to see! So much of the world I NEED to see!”

I glanced at J who’d quietly settled down beside me. Behind a curtain of curls she whispered, “so you want to leave me?”

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