Sunday, November 16, 2003

"Grace, wake up," whispered Helen softly. It was so early in the morning that there was little to no light filtering in through the window of Grace's room.

Grace opened her eyes, sitting up in bed. "Is something wrong?"

Helen smiled, as though she had a secret to share. "Oh no, definitely not. I just thought that you might like to know... Achilles left this for you last night." As she said this, Helen held her hand out to her friend, in it offering her a delicate-looking silver chain of a necklace with a pendant on it that was watery blue, shaped like a raindrop.

Grace's mouth opened to form the shape of an 'o'. Helen nodded and knelt down to fasten the necklace around her neck. "This means something, Grace."

Touching her hand to her chest where the pendant hung, Grace mirrored the nod of her best friend. She began to interprete outloud just exactly what the necklace meant, but she could not comprehend it. "It means... something."

scribed by the laurenesque homer @ 12:00 PM