He Was Going Through a Lot

Terra

For the past days Lily has been taking me out, catching on old times.

Like yesterday we went out today too.

The setting sun cast an ethereal golden glow across the sky as Lilly and I strolled slowly back into town after our fun-filled day together.

Despite the autumn evening chill setting in, warmth blossomed in my chest. Spending these precious hours with my dearest friend again after so long apart felt like a gift.

Lilly chattered away happily, filling me in on the latest happenings around town and her family. I was content to simply listen, interjecting now and then with a laugh or question. Being around her lively, upbeat spirit never failed to lift my own mood.

As we ambled down the quiet lamp-lit streets, our conversation drifted to reminiscing about carefree childhood adventures we once shared.

Like the summer we were convinced we could fly, so we climbed up on the barn roof with makeshift feathered wings tied on. Thank the goddess our foolish eight-year-old selves only e