Storm-separated
September 20, 2012They had lost each other in the storm, one minute walking next to each other, the next unable to find each other even by voice. She opened her mouth to call his name, and the dust coated her teeth and tongue. In the past, she had listened to the advice: stand still, wait for it to blow through. But instead she took one step, then another, unsure of her direction or what she sought. She only knew, at this moment, she was finally ready for an adventure she could call her own.
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