Alone in the Woods
Light bounces off the heart-shaped locket sitting on the table catching Tris in the eyes, fireworks blurring her vision. Her tongue darts out over cracked lips as she turns away toward the wall, I don’t know why I keep that stupid thing. She pauses, thinking about when she found it. Sitting on the edge of the sidewalk, abandoned. Forgotten, just like her. Something about the way the glass surface splashed colors across her shoes made her smile so she picked it up and took it with her. Now it sat, not quite unwanted, as a reminder of Before.
