The Wishing Well
Chapter 33
Word Count: 100
He was confused, staring at the blank space where the girl was just standing at a few moments ago. What happened? Did he dream this entire day? Looking to the abandoned sandals to his side, he sighed. No, she had been here. Despite his best efforts to ignore her, he had let her weave her way into his daily activities. He humored her.
He sighed again, feeling an odd sensation through his body. He was angered that she was gone. But why? He hardly knew her, and yet, she had grown so close to his heart in just one day.
