C42 The Night After

Nadine’s wrapped in a blanket, sitting on the Wilson’s back porch swing; while Adele sits on the porch railing, gazing into a mason jar containing the fireflies she caught earlier that evening.

“Adele…I’m sorry.”

Adele remains looking with wonderment at her captive quarry. “For what?”

“For lying to you…telling you that I was going to be okay. It was wrong for me to tell you that