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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