Departure

I meet up with Olivia in a quiet place in the clouds. She's leaving in a few short hours. It will only be two weeks. I remind myself that constantly. Yet, I can not seem to let her go. I want to hold on to her forever. Eventually she gently pushes me away. "Are you gonna be ok when I'm gone?" She asks. "I think so." She half smiles. "What do you think you'll do?" I shrug. "Peter suggested I take a break from the library, but that doesn't mean I have to." She puts her arms around my shoulders. "I want you to be happy." She says. "I'll be fine." Olivia nods and piers off into the distance. "Well, the falcon will be here any moment." I grab her hand. "It's not here yet. I'll wait."