When Spring Ends Novels & Stories

$250 million in gasoline tax was stolen in New York state last year, before moving on to Florida this year, which was estimated to have lost $40 million to $250 million in stolen gasoline tax. That’s one less thing to worry about. Even just for now. I dropped the call and gazed outside the window. Winter has come to it’s end and it’s the start of spring. It’s beginning marks the end of a harsh winter and it’s end marks the beginning of summer. Spring is the season of rebirth. It awakens the nature from deep slumber and brings a new life to the earth.

“You guys are talking again?” “We are. He called and asked if I wanted to come to the bachelor party.” “That’s great! You’re going, right?” “If I can. The party is in April, and by then, I’ll officially be a surgeon and no longer a resident.” “Right! You’re done at the end of the year.”

Once again, before they went back to college for the new year, she told them it had been fun but it needed to end. And they all knew spring break was only a couple of months away.

Where love began, and where it will always return The End

It was almost revolting. Bianca chatted with me for a while longer before leaving. I also got ready to head home after work. It was the first snowfall of the year, and the streets were busier than usual. I strolled back to my place. Just as I was about to open the door, I noticed a box on the ground. I was still wondering what it was when a thrilled, yet trembling voice rang out behind me. "Mia, I finally found you!"

"I'm still good. Perhaps later, though." She nods, patting the space beside her. I settle next to her, facing the same direction and finding that she has the best view from here. The villages stretch on for miles ahead, some roofs still covered with a light dusting of snow, but the trees in the distance are starting to sprout fresh green leaves. The ground is clearing. Grass is growing. A new season is about to come. "Spring," Aristea whispers as though knowing my thoughts. "A new beginning for our world. For all of us."

My eyes drifted to the date in the corner of the photo, and my breath caught. November 6. Three years ago. The day before that was the day I found out I was pregnant. I had been so happy then. I believed that once Ethan heard the news, he would cry happy tears like I did. I thought he would rush to marry me and give our child a complete family. However, the moment I told him, the smile vanished from his face. “Vivian, I have told you many times. Marriage and children are not part of my plans for the next few years.

Had ensured it endured. Now Spring could rest. With Hope. With Dawn. With everyone who sacrificed. Spring rested. Peacefully. Completely. Eternally. Hope's legacy endured. The Great Remembering ensured it. Spring had completed her mission. All was well. All was preserved. All was exactly right. Spring rested. Hope's legacy endured. The story continued. Forever. Through memory. Through preservation. Through love. Forever.

Love. END

Until next time… Alexander Montenegro and Vivien Dawn Herrera-Montenegro, signing off. THE END ✳✳✳✳✳✳✳ End - February 28, 2022