“Oh, yeah, what did they say?” Sam asked.
The wind rushed down the street and made the trees dance and sway; some became a little silly and nearly fell over. Suzanne already started to walk away as the wind grabbed hold of something that fell out of her pocket. That thing was a crumpled piece of paper: the wind dragged it through a terrible state of torment before bashing it against Sam’s sneakers. He picked up the note as gusty winds threw up enough dust to make Suzanne disappear.
The note read, “They told me to stop talking to you and to spend more time playing.”
There was only dust in the wind as Sam stood there—cleaning his glasses.
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