In Autumn she visited. She didn’t say much, we just played with the colors surrounding her. When we finished, she looked into my eyes, smiled, and left.
I told them about Alice… I shouldn’t have.
In winter, she spoke… a lot. Most was hard to understand, but what I understood made me cry. Again, she left.
In spring, she spoke of her adventures. I asked if I could go. She smiled and quietly said yes. All I had to do was grab her hand. She warned me there’s no way back.
I smiled and followed her down the rabbit hole.
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