A wish for A wish 5
Here’s part 5, enjoy. I stood there staring at Gabriela. She had on a black ruffled skirt that reached her knees, long white stockings, a long one sleeve pale shirt, and a brown beret hat. On her sleeveless arm, she wore a black wristband. I had to admit, her sense of style was almost impeccable, this being her cutest outfit so far. “Tyler,” Dad said, “Don’t just stand there gawking like a fool. Show some manners.” “Oh sorry,” I mumbled, “Hey long time no see, Gabriela.” She smiled, “Indeed. How long has it been, since the last time we saw each other?” “Uh about twelve years,” I said. “Well don’t I get a welcome back hug?” She said spreading her arms out. For a moment I merely looked at her, then towards my parents. Their …