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lisew! You get a sequel to this. Let's call it a drabble-series, if you will, or we will, if I continue writing these, that is... *g*
Calleigh gives him a quick kiss on the cheek and starts to leave, only to pause and turn at the door. "I almost forgot. You got a card. It's on the table."
With a little bit of dread, he reaches for the card. The picture is of a guitar on a blank background, and he thinks: AJ and his art. He turns it and stares at the text. It’s not much, but it's four more words than they've exchanged in six years and that's not nothing.
Happy birthday, Lucas.
-Joe
It turns out birthday wishes do come true, after all.
~(not) the end
Calleigh gives him a quick kiss on the cheek and starts to leave, only to pause and turn at the door. "I almost forgot. You got a card. It's on the table."
With a little bit of dread, he reaches for the card. The picture is of a guitar on a blank background, and he thinks: AJ and his art. He turns it and stares at the text. It’s not much, but it's four more words than they've exchanged in six years and that's not nothing.
Happy birthday, Lucas.
-Joe
It turns out birthday wishes do come true, after all.
~(not) the end