Mara seemed to stick out like a sore thumb against the cold winter snow, draped in black clothing. She was nearly where she wanted to be, shivers rolling through her body with each passing moment. Her heart was pumping wildly as she approached a familiar lake. Pausing for a moment, the girl leaned against a tree and looked on at the frozen body of water. She bit down on her lower lip, her hands shaking with anticipation.
It had been a long, long time since she'd been here. Since she'd seen him. Mara worked up the courage to lift her feet and move towards the lake again, stopping when she reached the edge of the bank. Wrapping her arms around herself, she smiled softly to herself, memories flooding back to her.
She shook her head, dark curls flying every which way. Her hands flew up to her face, rubbing her eyes before any tears began forming. Would he even remember her? There was only one way to find out.
She planted her feet firmly on the ground, debating silently whether or not to sit as she stared down at the snow. Mara hadn't a clue when he would be back, if he would be back. With a sigh, she relaxed her neck, letting her chin fall to her chest. "Jack.." she mumbled to herself, tightening her arms around herself. "God, I hope you'll come back."
