Rekindle Moment

nedy, and it rained again on the day she d

and soil, and the sky hung low with unshed tears. It wasn't marked on most maps, and if you asked anyone about it, they'

r thought she'd

someone else - her eyes more hollow than she remembered, her lips pressed too tight. Her fingers toyed with the locket at her throat, the one her mothe

h her eyes and never say a word. They had shared three real conversations and one stolen moment under a porch light. He had

sing that ghost into a town she knew nothing abo

ut into the rain. It wasn't the kind of downpour that demanded an umbrella. No

only two cars, both older models, and both drivers looked like they could be someo

r asked, already pull

, the address etched into her mind from the

ough the rearview mirror. "Miss Morrow's o

es

ward. It was curious, like he had questions but had already learne

chimes whispering in the rain. Miss Evelyn Morrow had agreed to lease her the unit without much fuss, just a few polite questions and a comment

The bedroom had a wide window that overlooked the garden. Joanne dropped her suitcase at the edge of the

her job resigning with vague details about "personal reasons." Her sister would be furious once she found out. But Joa

her bag and pul

ome party. She wasn't even in the picture. But she had taken it. It was the night he

id. Because love that goes unspoken doesn't just disappear - it calcifies,

y in over ten years -

p and saw him. Older. Broader. Beard neatly trimmed, but those same eyes - sharp and soft all at once. He didn't see her.

. But she caught something from the tail of a conversation

what? she

, either. She hadn't told him she was coming. Part of her didn't expect to see him

did

at was

lves. She lit a candle beside the fireplace even though it was midday.

e door came jus

slightly. No one knew she w

oor, it wasn't Evelyn

s Ken

n, and he looked older than sh

e it hurt to say it. Or like h

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