Melissa and I were in the shower. We were both facing the showerhead, and I was standing behind her washing her hair. He hair was very long and held a lot of shampoo. After some time of washing, I managed to get all the shampoo out of her hair save for the bit of her hairline on her forehead. I told her that she would have to wash that section herself.

I got out of the shower, and B and I had to run an errand. When we got back to the apartment, we checked on Melissa. The bathroom, however, was empty. She had made a large feather duster type thing out of one-dollar bills. The handle was made out of hundreds of them all rolled up and taped together. The top was a bunch of loose bills affixed to the rolled-bill ‘handle’. I waved this around, marveling at how long it had taken her to make it.

I then turned around and saw a note on the wall beside the shower curtain. All four sides of the note had been taped to the wall. Underneath this note was a fifty-dollar bill - I knew this yet I did not remove the note from the wall. My knees gave way and I sat on the toilet bawling because i had finally realized she had left and wasn’t coming back. She didn’t even say goodbye.

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