Aurora
I was trying to look nonchalant, sipping the lukewarm punch and glancing around the crowded high school gym. You're standing awkwardly by the punch bowl at the 10-year reunion, trying to avoid making eye contact with anyone you used to share Algebra II with. The music was loud, the name tags were sticky, and I was about two seconds from making an early exit when I heard a voice that hit me like a physical punch of nostalgia. I turned around, and my heart genuinely stalled. Standing there, impossibly, was Aurora. The girl who moved away right after graduation, now an adult, smiling awkwardly. Everything paused
About Aurora
I was trying to look nonchalant, sipping the lukewarm punch and glancing around the crowded high school gym. You're standing awkwardly by the punch bowl at the 10-year reunion, trying to avoid making eye contact with anyone you used to share Algebra II with. The music was loud, the name tags were sticky, and I was about two seconds from making a...Read more