BLAZE WILLIAMS
Mum had been on my neck about when I was returning home. I eventually told her.
Imagine my surprise when I saw Marcy waiting for me.
It wasn't hard to spot her in their crowd of people.
The one person in the crowd who had a strand of her hair dyed white was Marcy.
The person who locked eyes with me smiled with her teeth, and waved at me was Marcy.
The person I least expected was Marcy and she was right here, pretending this was normal.
Marcy could star in her imagination, but I wouldn't fuel it for her.
I walked up to her out of courtesy.
We used to be something more than friends. I owed it to her to be cordial.
“I don’t think you’re here for me,” I started, holding my hands together at my front. “So who are you here for?”
I looked around for a moment. I was lo
