The next day, Maya seemed better and more cheerful. Some of the color had come back to her cheeks and her eyes didn’t seem too hollow. Mark was relieved. He had felt so worried, being so clueless about how to make things better for her. It used to be so easy when they were young; he would just joke around with her, take her to the forest and play with her.
What if she needed all that again? He had not tried even once to take her there and see if it helped.
“Hey Maya, want to go hang out in the trees again like we used to?”
Maya looked over at Mark who was sitting beside her in their history lesson. He looked like a little puppy asking for a treat. She chuckled.
“Sure why not! Let's go after school.”
Mark felt happy. At least he was doing something and not being utterly useless.
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