Felicity...
Axel dominated my world, from my security to the food Thompson brought at lunch. We were done with our finals and were just finishing our art piece for the exhibit. Melanie’s bronze angel was on her table, already labeled. Our classmates examined it with interest, and I was surprised when she titled it Felicity, Angel of Delight.".
Was she referring to me? I asked myself, as she named it after me. It was beautifully and intricately done; the wings were half-spread and were smiling. I’ve known Melanie for as long as I remember, but I went to her skin just recently, and we instantly connected, like two long-lost souls. It’s a shame that I didn’t have the chance to know her better.
Melanie inspired me to do better; she was a tough woman. I started to do my art piece and stopped
