PROMPT: Today's Horoscope: Your prized possession will end up in someone else's hands.
Jason smiled and held my hand. I could get lost in those deep blue eyes, and I did… often. I squeezed his hand and released it.
"I have something for you." I reached up behind my neck and unclasped my senior key necklace. It was my most valued possession — a symbol of my accomplishment, a sign that I was near to liberty. I re-clasped the chain and dangled it over his open palm, gazing deep into his eyes so he would know the depth of my feelings for him.
That was last week.
Today Wendy walked into class wearing it.
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