Blue Hair
If it had been a little, black hair she found hanging there, she'd have completely dismissed it.
But it was blue.
She looked at it in disbelief for a few seconds. It was so tiny, so thin it was almost impossible to believe that she was holding it at all. She didn't even feel it between her fingers. However, it was there. That or her eyes were playing tricks on her again.
Was it possible? After two years of his absence, and feeling like all the times spent together had been a dream a beautiful dream-, he reappeared again like this.
She dropped on the floor, her old red muumuu forgotten by her side. All her focus was