“It’s that kid again. Where is he?” Zach looked around, searching for the kid who had been conversing with him even when he was conscious.
“Listen, I know the reasons that burden your heart and it’s bothering me. You have a desire to tell her everything, but the fear of losing her is stopping you from taking actions that are your cure. Go talk to her. She doesn’t like you, anyway. What more can happen, she will start hating you even more? So what! She has the right to. But, what if she just wants an honest talk with you? She might not even mention her past again. Fears are generally less scary than we imagine them to be,” Zach heard patiently as the kid spoke.
“Your eloquence reminds me of someone from the past…” Zach whispered.
“Who?”
“Just someone… who used to be a good friend once.”
