64. The Undercurrent

Life is like a journey downstream. Even when the sun shines and the scenery is green, there’s an undercurrent.

Dragged down by sorrow and anger a girl grabs a passing hand and is pulled from the river.

For one morning, she sits on a bank and watches everyone else splash about their lives. Shoulder to shoulder with her rescuer, she feels his warmth and laughs at his terrible jokes.

But time keeps flowing, and he eventually dives back into the water. 

Following, she loses sight of him.

But the hope of meeting him again, downstream, keeps her fighting the undercurrent.

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