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lily

Today. Today was the day her old notebook tore to pieces. I went over to help her. Three drawings of lilies in different positions, all drawn only in blue.

"Thank you," I murmured. Her voice was so plain. Nothing special, one of those voices that, even if heard all day, fades away with the slightest breeze.

She sat in the same place as every day, staring down, trying to fix her notebook. I wanted to go up to her and tell her it was beyond repair. But no. Not today.