100WC Week 7

Stairs   river   pink   cooked   nervous

 

I remember the last text message conversation I had with my best friend. Sad is the only way to describe it. I said hi, she said bye. I wondered why and then called her. I asked her what was going on. She said she was nervous. I asked why and then she said she was at pink river, the only river in town. I walked down my stairs and cooked myself a fritter still talking to her. She eventually said bye. The line went dead. I called her again, voicemail. Again, voicmail. Again, voicmail. I knew what had happened. Pink river was known for it. It hard currents were hard to beat. My best friend has gone. Forever.

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