we don't have long now

She turned to me with a look of seriousness, her face grave but her eyes shinning. "Would you walk with me if the whole world could fly?" she asked. One of her tests again. I have answered quite a few recently, she is writing again.

I take a moment to think about the question, to show that I am taking this seriously. I light my cigarette and take a hit. "I would." I say through the exhale of smoke. "I would forsake my wings and never fly again, if you would ask."

She closed her eyes. I could almost see the pictures of the world she was envisioning. The age and worry melted off her face as she opened her eyes. They focused on me, misty.

"We don't have long now." she whispered, kissed me and left.