Thursday, April 2, 2015

Eye See You: The Last Days of Janelle pt. 8

I can’t believe my eyes. 
He’s there. 
Sitting across from me.
The picture is alive and well and in my class. 

I can’t help but stare at him. 

He sees me looking.
I need to warn him.

Had he gotten the list yet? 
Did he know?

I want to jump up, to rush to him, to warn him.
I don’t.

I can wait, not too long, though. 
He has plenty of time.

I don’t.

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