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Ice Cream Sunday at Midnight

My mind was a blur. James seems to be back to normal.. I wonder if Angela messsed with his mind or something and lost ahold? Or maybe he just remembered what we had together? Anna sighed and slipped her arm through James’.

“You okay?” James looked down at me to find a smile playing at my lips.

“I’m perfect now.” I said. He smiled down at me lovingly.

“I’m glad. And I’m sorry. I know you must’ve been hurt by what I’ve said..” He said, the smile dropping from his face.

“I’m over it. Just glad your mine again.” I said laying my head on his shoulder as we continued to walk. We turned the corner into the kitchen. We decided on ice cream. Just as we had put the last cherry on top of the sunday we’d spilt, Angela walked in. Acting like we weren’t even there, she was in and out.

James and I looked at each other and laughed. She wasn’t worth our worry. As we ate I started thinking about what had changed in James.
I finaly realized I didn’t care. Either way it was nice to have him back.

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