She remembered, too.

I’ve got one text today. It was from her. Nice text, wishes for the holidays and 2018. But the point was it was from her. The one who called me Sensei.

I texted back.

After we lost connection due to friendly disputes and ego, which was my fault, we stooped seeing each other, stopped texting, chatting, everything.

For about three years now, I think.

She had a birthday in October. I remembered her birthday because of one time years ago, I was angry at her and didn’t congratulate her. She resented that.

This year I remembered. She remembered, too.

Day 93 of my 100 Days of Writing Challenge. It was due yesterday, because I’m writing this in the middle of the night, and I had a full Christmas and time flew by.