I don't really like driving.
Hm.
Interesting.
I'm gonna put this part too.
"Taste.
Maybe I don't like hot chocolate.
And maybe the three weeks' worth of memories aren't real
at all.
Maybe I don't remember sneaking on makeup in the bathroom
at school.
Or completing a double pirouette and finishing as gracefully
as if I really did have wings.
Or snuggling on the sofa with a golden dog I named Hunter.
The hot chocolate was tasteless.
Just like my nutrients.
I know you can forget a lot of things,
but how can you forget taste?
When the mug slipped from my fingers,
Lily caught it.
And hardly any spilled on the floor."
She just sipped hot chocolate and her mom and grandma came in and yelled "No!"
And then this was on the next page. o_0
Hmm.
Olivia will be online in a bit.
