“From Above” by Fiona Fedorochko

By Fiona Fedorochko I took a deep breath as I entered her room. Her plants were no longer green, the tape of her posters lost their adhesiveness, and her calendar remained unmarked after January 21st. I opened her closet revealing all her favorite dresses, including the one she was wearing when I proposed. I brought in several boxes, which soon became home to the clothes she once danced in. Her once mismatched wardrobe was now a dull space with empty hangers on the rack. Her clothes were neatly organized, except she had a beautiful green dress lying on the floor. I picked it up and found a folded-up note that read “To: Adrien.” I opened the letter and began to read.

“Sickness has taken my body, but not my soul. I am watching from above, and I am so proud of you. Live a life of adventures, fall in love again, and be the best person you can possibly be. I love you forever and always. Love, Lyla.”

And at that moment I knew I would be guided by an angel from above.