Epilogue

                                    

                                          
People are telling me the last part was inconclusive, so I'm writing an epilogue to round things up. :)
                          
The snow was already coating the ground as I made my way down the drive. The floor was already covered in salt, so there was no need to worry. I couldn't wait to see Ann. We had been out of contact for a long time. Snow was falling gently.
                          
I liked the smell of winter, the cigarette smoke mixed with the smell of 'cold'. It numbed your nostrils, and left you breathless. I shook the  snow out of my hair as I walked  toward my new car.
                          
You may be wondering why I was going to see Ann when I had been so busy with Lauren that I ignored my best friend. The reason was simple. I had loved Ann the whole time I was with Lauren. I was just too much of a coward to tell her. When I told Lauren the truth, she didn't take it lightly. For a blind girl, she sure can punch.
                          
I wanted to see Ann's reaction when I told her I was in love. She seemed happy until I told her the object of my desires was her enemy. I was just teasing her, to be honest, trying to get a reaction out of her. When I asked her for love advice, I just wanted her to open up and tell me things she liked, not the bimbos in our school.
                          
I detested bimbos, especially Lauren. My whole point in bursting out of church the day I saw her was to take her to our hideout and confess. I wasn't crying about Lauren on the day of the accident. I was crying because my dad was injured.
                          
I felt like crying now, but these were tears of relief that everything was over and that me and Ann could finally be together. I glanced at the flowers on the passenger seat, indigo roses wrapped in plastic. I gunned the engine and started for Ann's place.
                          
As I drove, I looked out the window at the people of my town, happy in their homes, celebrating christmas and opening presents. People on the roads waved to me, and I waved back. It was always at this time of year that people seemed to be the happiest. I drove past the playground, where Ann had helped me when I was drunk. I remembered the day perfectly.
                          
Past the pizza place, where I had taken Lauren when she had turned up at my house one day. I was about to meet Ann at the playground, but she insisted that I take her out. She dragged me to the place, right in front of Ann's eyes. I had seen her, but I couldn't make eye contact.
                          
When she passed by the window looking forlorn, I had rushed out to see her. Too late. Michael Baldwin was already holding an umbrella over her head. That digusting playboy had swayed my girl in a matter of minutes. I had seen the two of them at Lauren's party, sitting on the balcony together, He had even taken her home.
                          
After the accident, I had taken Lauren to my house to break up with her. She went ballisitc, and I had to comfort her. I told her I was sorry, but I couldn't love her because she wasn't the one for me. I waited Ann out in the sunroom, but she never came. I went downstairs at eight and heard everthing secondhand from Kaleb. 
                          
I was nearly at Ann's, just  this curling slope more to go. I thought back to the time when we both had been kids, when we would play around n the thin snow of her front yard. We had been so young and carefree then, and I wanted those days back desperately.
                          
It wasn't too late, or was it? 
                          
It had stopped snowing as soon as I got in my car, and now a light drizzle was falling. I parked and got out of the car, grabbing the boquet. I couldn't wait to see her. I held the boquet in my arms. The whole area was rather silent. I braved the rain as I walked the paved way down the graveyard.