My Butterfly

with me another chance.
    ~Will
 
    I finished reading the last, few words. Then, I folded the note, tightly clutched it inside my sweaty palm and looked up.
    Jules was talking to that guy again. I hesitated as my head instinctively tilted to the side.
    The guy who she had said she was dating a while ago, did she say he was on the track team? Could she still be dating him? I narrowed my eyes and focused my attention on the guy. He was smiling—at Julia. I shifted my weight to my other leg and gripped the fence in front of me. I watched as he took a step closer to Julia. My fingers clutched the fence tighter. He was still smiling, but now, he was suspiciously looking around. What was he doing? I narrowed my eyes even more, praying that it would help me to see into his plan. It didn’t work.
    My stare followed him as he took one more, quick glance around the track. And then he moved in, attacking Julia on the lips. My body stiffened, and my breaths stopped. Hit him, Jules. Hit him.
    I let go of the fence and started quickly around its perimeter toward Jules. But I only got several yards before I stopped. She didn’t look angry. In fact, she was smiling. She was acting as if him kissing her were normal, as if it were just another day or something. My heart plummeted to the ground at my feet as I squeezed the note in my hand. And suddenly, the earth started spinning. I grabbed hold of the fence again and allowed my eyelids to fall over my eyes for several moments. And when the earth had finally stopped careening and had come to a halt again, I opened my eyes. But now, I felt as if I were in some kind of weird vacuum, though it appeared as if nothing around me had changed. Everything seemed the same. Everyone looked normal—each person doing the same thing he or she had been doing before the earth had spun out of control. In fact, each figure looked as if it belonged exactly where it was. I was the one who didn’t belong. My eyes fell back onto Jules. She was laughing. I took in a deep breath and held it in my chest for as long as I could. Then, I cautiously let it slip past my lips. I was the one who didn’t belong.
    And in the next moment, I found the note again in my hand and quickly shoved it into my back pocket. Then, I turned and made a beeline for the parking lot. At the same time, I battled back the mist in my eyes, which worsened with each stride.

Chapter Twenty-Six
    Haunting
     
     
    “J ulia.”
    I stopped suddenly and slowly set the can of chili back onto the shelf. The voice had come from an aisle over. I rushed to the end of the row, stopped and took a quick check of myself. I looked pretty rough, but what could I do now? I took off my cap and refit it over my head again. Then, I sauntered casually into the aisle, as if I were looking hard for something. And when I couldn’t take it anymore—several seconds later—I looked up and spotted a woman and a young girl. My heart sank.
    “Hi, Will,” the woman said.
    “Ms. Evans,” I said, tipping my baseball cap.
    She smiled at me and then glanced at the girl next to her.
    “Oh, Will, I don’t think you’ve ever really met my daughter,” she said. “Sweetie, this is Will. He’s the firefighter that came to our house that one time.”
    The girl blankly eyed me. I could tell she didn’t remember me. She was only a little girl back then.
    “Will, this is my daughter, Julia,” the woman continued.
    I swallowed hard.
    “Nice to meet you,” I said.
    The girl smiled wide, though she seemed a little nervous. I watched as she tossed her hands behind her back and then tried to shove them into her pockets before finally crossing her arms in front of her. I guessed she was maybe in junior high or some age around it.
    My eyes eventually traveled back to the woman.
    “How have you been?” I asked.
    “Oh, great,” she said.
    She moved closer to me and squeezed the part of my arm near my bicep.
    “You’ve been stayin’ safe, right?” she asked.
    Her eyes seemed more like they were commanding something rather than asking it.
    I smiled and nodded.
    “Good,” she said, releasing my bicep and continuing down the aisle. “Tell your mom I said ‘hi.’”
    “I will,” I said, softly, as my eyes turned down to the white tiles on the floor.
    I took a deep breath in and then let it out before I looked up again. The girl was still there, and she flashed me another wide smile.
    I smiled back, then tipped my cap and hastily made my way down the aisle,