they stepped outside

the sun was bright

it hurt their eyes

they were going to the library from the mall

"what's your favourite season?" she asked

he told her that it was autumn

"because everything is dying?"

(she thought he was morbid)

"summer is when everything dies;

fall is when those things decay"

a single swallow flew past them

very close, very quick

she got sad

it was summer then

she never spoke to him again

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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