#second spring

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a top five snack for me. when the first few lidls opened in georgia they carried them, and then they stopped carrying them, and now herr’s doesn’t make them anymore. 

a while after they had stopped being available in georgia, i was keeping company with this girl from philly.  she worked in the medical examiners office up there when they moved the city morgue from the old place to a modern new building.  she would fly down every couple of weeks and stay with me for four or five days.  it was nice, like a vacation for both of us  

i was meant to go up there sometime. she was going to take me to explore the old morgue. she still had a set of keys. we’d go to the mutter museum and the insectarium and what all, but she still had kids at home. it was complicated for me to stay there

we got to talking about herr’s one day. i think she was a little amused that i was familiar with a regional pennsylvania snack food brand, and a lot amused that i was passionate about my favorite flavor.  before her next visit, she had a case of the snack size bags shipped down to me.  so good

i never made it up there.  i was still dealing with the before times, and that distance made it hard to maintain a connection, but i have good memories

Hi there! First of all: thank you for trusting me with this, I feel a bit under pressure to be honest...haha I tried to do something, I don't know if it will be good for you, but feel free to send me another ask if you have some idea you'd like for me to try!

So this is what I came up with for now:

Second Spring by beechersnope ( @vondrostes )

Everything is so confused here! This warm weather (aside from a few days last week) has all the plants convinced it’s Spring again. Wildflowers, my roses, the quince - even my Irises out back are full of flowers and buds. Supposed to be near 80 all week.

“Hey,” Louis said in a soft tone as he approached the bed. He took a seat next to her and peered over at the journal she had propped up in her lap. “What’s that?”

“Bucket list,” she replied in a tone that was still a bit more gravelly than her usual pitch.

Louis raised an eyebrow. “What’s on it?” he asked, curious.

Harry tilted the journal toward him so he could see an empty page. “I couldn’t think of anything,” she admitted sheepishly.

Louis scooted onto the edge of the chair, getting as close to Harry as possible without making any kind of direct contact between them. He wasn’t sure yet where and how he was allowed to touch her, so he thought it was better to be safe than sorry. “Why are you making a bucket list?” he wondered.

Harry shrugged. She put the end of the pen in her mouth, tapping it against her bottom lip in contemplation for a few seconds before removing it again. “It just feels like…I don’t know. I guess I realized I never really planned for the after, you know? Like every part of me was just focused on getting here, and now that it’s over with, I just feel kinda…lost, I guess.” She glanced over at Louis with a wry smile. “God, that made it sound so fucking depressing,” she added with a laugh. “I just want something to look forward to. Preferably something a bit less painful.”

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Two years into their relationship, Louis and Harry encounter a new beginning.