I saved candy wrappers for eighteen years, thinking I could trade them for the sweetest candy.
Only later did I realize that some people just pass by your shop window.
I folded my youth into paper cranes and tucked them into a message in a bottle.
Not to wait for you to turn back, but to make peace with myself before the next dawn.
P.S. I have half the manuscript ready for my new historical romance, The Younger Brother's Wife. It will meet you all on September 27. I've had a lot going on lately, and my thoughts have been all over the place, so I decided to write a short story like this.
Theme: Love yourself well.
