I open my makeup compact and set it on the table next to the vase of flowers and...

I open my makeup compact and set it on the table next to the vase of flowers and let my mechanical pencil hover over the page. I adjust until I can see most of my face in the tiny mirror and start drawing an outline of the compact itself first. Seems easier than tackling an eye right off the bat.
"Drawing hearts in your diary again?"
I perk my head up, pulse racing. "Darren!"
Instinctively I stand and he rushes to me, opening his arms and pulling me close.
"I wasn't sure if I'd see you again before I had to leave," I say, out of breath even though he's the one that just trekked up the hill.
His eyes widen. "Are you leaving soon?"
"Well, my flight's scheduled in a couple of weeks when the summer program I'm supposedly going to is over. Gotta keep up appearances."
He laughs and my smile spreads. It seems like it's been forever since I heard that sound.
"I'm glad I caught you then. When I woke up this morning…I just had to see you. It's been too long. I started getting antsy," he says, dimples appearing in his cheeks.