She was 12 the next time they met. It was at her pack this time and Jephthah as usual was huddled up in one corner of the garden while John, Royce and other kids played games and threw tantrums. They later went upstairs to play spin the bottle but he kept himself busy with his phone.
And then he noticed someone looking at him and glanced up.
His phone dropped to the floor and so did his jaw.
"T-Talia?"
She smiled and his heart flipped.
Though they had called (Well, she called) and had spoken over the phone several times, this was the first time he was seeing her after 7 years.
The chubby Talia he knew had an athletic body. She had a body fit for a female warrior. Her hair was long as usual, grazing the tip of her hip bone. Her eyes weren't as huge as before but he would never admit they lost that same spark of light he had seen when they first met.
