John stumbled down the incline. Wrapped presents fell to the wayside.
The holiday paper separated from the vertical cardboard roll and danced softly around her. Printed side faced away. Whiteness swelled her vision. The paper wrapped the left side while John came down to the right.
John nodded. "Yes, me too" he said.
She felt comfort and guilt. "How long?" she uttered.
"Two days. I have today and tomorrow."
"Then what?" she asked timidly.
"And then that's it. I'm done. Excuse me while I go and make the best of it."
He walked away to the left into the white paper. She watched him with rue.
I've done this. I did this to him.
She felt her own time running out.
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