Read Online California Diaries #7: Dawn, Diary Two by Jennifer Burns - Free Book Online
Authors: Jennifer Burns
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old friendship?
Have I changed too?
I feel an ache in my heart whenever I think of Sunny. We didn’t outgrow one
another, the way you do some friends and certain childhood things like your training wheels, or certain clothes, or playing with dolls. I didn’t outgrow Sunny, I lost her and I shouldn’t have. Something went terribly wrong with our friendship. And it should not have happe
I thought I just saw Sunny at her window. I waved. I waited to see if the curtains would part and her window would fly open. I held my breath. Maybe this was it. Maybe I’d go over to her house and we’d talk through the night until it was time for my flight tomorrow. Maybe she’d even ride out to the airport with me. Please, Sunny, I thought.
Please wave back.
I waved again. Nothing.
Maybe she wasn’t even there.
I could telephone her. And say what? “Good-bye.” And then what?
Why doesn’t Sunny call me? She knows I’m going away tomorrow.
Maybe one night of talking isn’t enough to fix what has gone wrong between us.
For the first time in my life I’m going away without saying good-bye to Sunny. I wish with all my heart it wasn’t so.
But it is.
Have I changed too?
I feel an ache in my heart whenever I think of Sunny. We didn’t outgrow one
another, the way you do some friends and certain childhood things like your training wheels, or certain clothes, or playing with dolls. I didn’t outgrow Sunny, I lost her and I shouldn’t have. Something went terribly wrong with our friendship. And it should not have happe
I thought I just saw Sunny at her window. I waved. I waited to see if the curtains would part and her window would fly open. I held my breath. Maybe this was it. Maybe I’d go over to her house and we’d talk through the night until it was time for my flight tomorrow. Maybe she’d even ride out to the airport with me. Please, Sunny, I thought.
Please wave back.
I waved again. Nothing.
Maybe she wasn’t even there.
I could telephone her. And say what? “Good-bye.” And then what?
Why doesn’t Sunny call me? She knows I’m going away tomorrow.
Maybe one night of talking isn’t enough to fix what has gone wrong between us.
For the first time in my life I’m going away without saying good-bye to Sunny. I wish with all my heart it wasn’t so.
But it is.
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