Dax

Kandace is here, in my grandparents’ home. With her being in my thoughts, it is as if she materializes from my wish. Mick said that she had a key, but I never dreamt she’d be here. She is also fucking beautiful, the way I remember her but better.

The only thing missing is her smile.

In the light of the breezeway, I see she’s been crying by the tear tracks on her cheeks.

The pictures upstairs come back to me as I ...