100 Word Story: Fifty Years

Inside the front and back covers of her ancient copy of The Prophet were sayings and quotations written in a tiny upright hand by a girl with long straight hair who lived in the room next to hers in the dorm on the corner of Green and 12th Street.

The writing and the last note, I love you, confused her so she kept the book in her sweater drawer and never showed it to anyone. She took the book with her whenever she moved, adding other notes and love letters along the way, only looking at them now and then.

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