Dandelions
-He stares at her, a gaze that almost speaks of friendship and whispers something about kindred souls. They’re too young to understand. When she tells him her joke, he laughs hysterically, though he doesn’t quite get it and the truth is, if he did, he wouldn’t think it funny, but he’d laugh anyway. Deep behind it, a yearning, a wish, though unuttered or understood by either of them. It is the wish, more his than hers, that the friendship in his gaze, reciprocated by her outward actions, were more than the mere circumstance of being classmates, of sitting on the […]