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Charlie’s reply is measured, calm and mature. Zoe feels her tense, clenched muscles relax when she realizes that this aspect of him is the same as before. “Oh, okay! Sure! Thank you very much!” She blurts out. Then a guilty feeling sinks in, as it always does when someone (even when it’s a...

Jacqueline is doing well, Zoe is about to say. She misses you and she gave me something to give you, just in case I see you here. But before she could reply, Charlie talks on. Zoe thinks his reply seems cold and unattached, and his lack of sentiment stings. Well, it isn’t as if he ever was a...

“Yea… yeah,” Zoe mumbles, hoping that this suffices as an answer to his question. She can’t bring herself to say what she thinks she should be saying, and she is uncertain why – maybe because she never felt like this stranger lady was her mother, maybe because she suspects Charlie to be closer...

Her eyes grew wide, she certainly didn't expect this. She pulled back and studied his face. The same blue eyes, except more weary and aged by experience, dark circles underneath and tiny hints of crow's feet at the outer corners. His hair still blonde, same length, now speckled with strands of...

She sits on the plane. She has the window seat, lucky her, her favourite. But still, she could not calm her nerves that are beginning to get to her. People are still rushing in, looking for their seats, chattering, finding a place in the overhead luggage bins to store their bags. It’s all too...

She sits amid a pile of clothes, scattered around her pink princess-y bedroom, the wallpapers that she has long out-grown. Her suitcase is spread open. She is wondering what to pack, what not to pack. A dilemma. Beep, her phone vibrated softly, but annoyingly. The screen flashed to life. It’s...