Fisher’s Light by Tara Sivec

Fisher,

I figure this is it, huh? Following 14 years together, beginning our very own existence on this island, five organizations, and endless letters I’ve kept in touch with you through it all, I at long last go out to the post box and see something I’ve generally longed for: an envelope with your penmanship on it. For one minute, I really thought you’d altered your opinion, that all the dreadful things you said to me were recently your method for adapting in the wake of all that you’d been through. I was still here, Fisher. I was still here, holding my breath, sitting tight for you to return despite the fact that you revealed to me you never would. You generally said you’d discover your way back to me. Out of the considerable number of untruths you’ve let me know, this one damages the most. Walled you in will locate the marked legal documents, as asked. I seek you find what you’re taking care of. I’m sad it wasn’t me.

Lucy

To get the completion they need, Lucy and Fisher should backpedal to the start. Through the great and the awful, they’ll be helped to remember why they generally advanced back to each other, and why this time, somehow, it will be the last time.