Three Summers Back

Waverly feels her eyes well up. She's been cleaning her room out, thoroughly, for the past day and a half. This clean out has resulted in finding many long forgotten bits and pieces, like the letter she just found in a box beneath her bed. A letter she never sent. It contains a million memories from a few summers back, from a summer love that fell to the ground with the leaves that autumn.

Waverly debates ripping the letter to pieces after she reads it over but she can't bring herself to do it. She folds it back up with a sigh, slipping it back inside the yellowing envelope and puts it up on her dresser. She doesn't let her mind wander to it until she finishes her clean out, has dinner and returns to her room for the night.

She holds it again, laying on her bed and thinks back to that summer.

Waverly finds herself at her desk, writing out a new letter:

"

She just about balls the paper up but decides against it. Now there's just the decision of whether to deliver it this time. The only conclusion she comes to is that she'll decide in the morning.

As she pulls the covers up and closes her eyes she watches a movie of memories play out in her head.