Magnolia
“What exactly do you mean by that?” I asked, sounding annoyed.
“Nothing, Nola.” He paused before moving back and sitting down on the bed. “It’s just that, I feel like you’re changing. It’s like you aren’t the same girl I have known all these years.” He sighed and looked up at me with a look of longing and uncertainty.
I stood lost in thought trying to wrap my mind around what he just said and the look that he was giving me was doing strange things to me. I wrapped my arms around myself and turned away from him. It felt as if my body was on fire but at the same time ice cold. I happened to see a picture hanging on my dresser mirror of us together two years ago. It was the 4th of July; Andrew had come home from college for a few days during the holiday, taking a little break from
