Last time

Two days before the celebration, one year older, I stood at my window afraid. Afraid I’d never see Shane again. Afraid that something happened to him and that I would be forced to leave with Ethan. I waited with bated breath as the sun slowly lowered below the horizon. When the moon was high in the sky, I steeled my resolve and threw my leg over the window. Shane had climbed up and down from here time and time again. It was my turn to figure it out. I ignored the warning in my head screaming that I would plummet to my death. Slowly but surely, I somehow managed to climb down the walls. My feet touched soft grass and I let out a breath of relief when I was on solid ground. It was dark out, with nothing but the moon shining above me. I didn’t waste any time and ran through the fields. There had been times when I woke up after he’d left but not long after. I’d run to the window and watched as he walked back. I knew nothing of where he was from or where he lived but I’d watched him walk b