When dreams whisper names from the past

older than her. At first, I thought she was waiting for someone, but she was always alone, just sitting on the bench with a stillness that didn’t match her age. One day, curiosity got the better of me, so I went outside and said hi.

She looked up at me with big brown eyes that felt too aware for a child. “Hi,” she said softly, like she was testing whether continue reading …