The Forgotten, by Robin Burton

(Originally sent to the e-mail address for the WordPress blog.)

She laughed at my joke like normal, but that laugh could unwind me. I didn’t realize how much I missed it. She leaned back in the bus seat. “You’re such a weirdo, Chase. Do you know what would be better, though?”

“No.” I tried to control my emotions, but my stomach flipped. My chest tightened. “What would be better?”

“If I was actually here.”

She disappeared. The old bus seat stayed empty beside me even as more students gathered on the bus. The air dropped too. Or perhaps I just noticed how freezing the air was.

I forgot she died.

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