Party

The moment I entered the Walsh residence a sadness came over me, at the memory of the kiss we shared in the car that day I helped my wife.

There was a silence as I walked toward the hall.

The gathered crowd drew my attention, even, I thought I was hallucinating when I heard Alisha's voice. It was not possible. Curious, I changed my countenance, she was back. I moved anyone who was in my field of vision.

Gael hadn't seen Walsh in five years.

I was so shocked. She looked just as he remembered her, so beautiful, she still had that glorious smile, her face beautiful, she still has that lip-biting mannerism, although her hair was short, but she looked more confident and attractive.

I was captivated, again, by her beauty. My heartbeat altered just like those times when I was close to her, now, it was not a dream. My corners drooped, I felt so happy, she was back. I foolishly wanted to move forward until reality hit me in the face.

I had never seen her argue with her family.

There, I unde