I stood there marveling at what had just happened. My hand was still on my reddened cheeks which got more red by the heat I was suddenly feeling in the cold night.
I could not fathom what it was that I have done to Loralie that would make her react that way by slapping me so hard on the cheeks.
" I guess you must be so obsessed with your cheeks to hold them for so long" I heard a familiar voice that I had forgotten I was anticipating for a minute there.
I turned so fast in the direction of where the voice was coming from and there, I saw her.
Still in the same attire she wore the last time I saw her. The very day she died, her head now back on her neck and her face half smiling was senior Eira standing with her hands folded behind her and her eyes as alive as ever.
" Senior Eira!" I jumped, forgetting Loralie and her slap for now.
