I have been trying, like Little Women’s Jo March, to write about familiar things, so as practice I have taken a few moments of my life and written them down. I realize that they are mostly depressing moments from 2+ years ago, but I’m working on projecting emotions through writing, and these are the moments that I feel I captured well. So please, enjoy, and share your thoughts/critiques.

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Part Two:

It was Sunday, and Holly hadn’t seen Thomas since last week’s Desiring God class. That alone was unusual and disappointing at best, and disconcerting at worst, because (as I’ve mentioned previously) he usually came over at least once to help her out, talk, or lend a book. (She had been too busy to stop by to see him.)

He usually sat next to her, but in Sunday school he purposely sat away. Holly was stunned and hurt; she hardly heard a word of Riley’s lesson.

Is he angry with me?