Reminder: 'Supernatural'

By bb1028 © 2008

Faded, folded, slightly singed around the edges.

He kept it in a special place in his wallet – protected. One of the few things he’d saved from the fire.

Sometimes he feared that he’d forget – lose the memories of her smile, her eyes – and he’d take it out. Run his fingers over the crinkled surface. Look at it – at her­ ­­– and try to never forget. Try to remember what it was that he was fighting for.

He’d look at it with a sad smile on his face before folding the picture of Jess and putting it back in its special place.

The End...

 

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