One Year More
The sun reached between the large houses lining the street and cast their faces in shadow. Elizabeth watched it rise and lighten the sky with every passing minute. Finally, a figure exited out of the house in front of her and ran across the street to where she was waiting. Once the figure was closer, Elizabeth confirmed that it was her friend, Anna, impeccably dressed with sopping wet hair.
“I’m sorry,” the newcomer said breathlessly, “it’s hard to wake up at a particular time without using an alarm clock.”
“Let’s go,” was the reply Elizabeth gave and then led Anna down the perpendicular street to where her car was parked.
“I don’t like all this secrecy,” Anna said once inside the vehicle. “I think we should just let people know.”
“You know as well as I do that your parents will flip when you tell them you’re gay.”
“Or maybe I think they will because I’m afraid they will and they won’t. This is getting harder and harder to keep from them and if my mom wakes up early and I’m not there, I’m screwed.”
“We’ll be fast. I just want to show you something.”
“Provided we don’t get a speeding ticket first.”
Finally, they reached the beach where Elizabeth first met Anna. The colors of the sunrise were greatly faded and just barely in the sky, but the reflection of the morning sun on the gentle waves was beautiful enough to make up for it.
“Happy anniversary,” Elizabeth said.
“You, too,” Anna said, smiling, “Now take me back home before my parents wake up.”
Author’s comments on post 350: Something very different from me today. I thought I’d venture out of my box for once. Hopefully something tomorrow.
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