Memories

Me and Tara spent the rest of the day hanging out in the barracks after we finished gathering stone. After we talked about our plans to begin building a barrier and to go search for some iron ore tomorrow, we began to talk about some of the memories we shared together back in Willow Creek when we were young.

"Ricky, do you remember the time when we were at the Chez Llama back in July 1993 and how we went behind that booth to kiss?" Tara asked.

"Yes, it was great," I replied. "I love kissing you!"

Tara giggled as she held my hand. "No matter how difficult things are going to get in this future time and world, at least we have each other."

"And that's what matters," I said to Tara as I gave her a kiss.

Me and Tara were cuddling on the bedroll, and then I remembered the time when me and her were at the park and how we went into the fountain and had a splashing war.

"Tara, do you remember that day when we were at the park and how we went into the fountain and began splashing each other with water?" I asked.

"I do!" Tara replied as she laughed. "We had so much fun."

Me and Tara continued to cuddle on the bedroll and talk about memories.

"I remember the time when my jacket caught on fire when I tried to burn that bush outside my house," I said to Tara. "You saved my life by acting quickly to get that hose."

Tara kissed me on the cheek. "I seem to save you a lot, Ricky!"

I laughed. "Yeah, you sure do!"

Well, Tara's asleep now. I'm just lying on the bedroll next to her thinking about how we could ever find a way back to Willow Creek 1994. Sadly, I just have no idea how to make that happen. I keep telling myself that it has to be possible though...