The Longest Year
Summary: Some anniversaries just aren't wanted.
Note: Georgia's paragraphs will be indented so you cna tell the difference.
Georgia sat down on the ground and leaned her back agaist a
granite wall. "It's been a year already. The longest year I've
ever had to live through.
At the same time Ally is sitting with her back against a grey wall with unreadable writting on it. "I haven't talked to you much this year. And to tell you the truth, I haven't wanted to. This has been the longest year ever."
"Everything's changed. I've cut myself off, I'm not the same
person I was before. I've spent this entire year thinking about
the way things used to be..."
"... wanting to go back to that time. I've changed since then but I can't help thinking that maybe..."
"... maybe if I go back tot he way I was, it would maybe bring
you back. But that's not going to happen is it? There's
nothing..."
"...nothing I can do to bring you back. Back to Boston. Back to the firm. Back to..."
"...me," they say at the same time.
"I know we were on rough terms before you left, and I can't help
think that things could have been better between us."
"There were things I could have changed, things I should have changed. But it's too late now."
The two stand up and we see that they were leaning against opposite sides of a gravestone. They both place a hand on top of it. "I love you Billy." The two look at each other and go their seperate ways.
The End