07/07 - Shoelaces

It's been a while since I've written, but I honestly haven't felt much like writing anything since the day of the bite. I mean, I wrote the next day but it was so filled with emotions… then there was the cake at the Wright Campaign offices… and the fireworks we watched from the backyard on the 4th… but nothing super exciting going on. Just trying to get everything back to routine.

Except last night.

Last night, Tripp showed up. He came to the door. I don't know if he wanted to come in. But he brought me a belated birthday present. He… they were pink shoelaces with puppy paw prints on them.

It made me cry.

Sometimes he's just so… so… Tripp. It's like the demon that stole his soul is taunting me with his Tripp-ness. Trying to prove that my friend is still in there. Trying to get me to feel secure before it tears my throat out.

Much as I want to fall for it, I just can't let that happen.

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