Epilogue To Hello Giver

Hello Jonas,” I had said to the boy who had just walked in. “Hello Giver.” Jonas was the new receiver of memory, I had felt a burning sensation in my heart it was as if someone had just started a campfire with the fire dancing around with the wind, the black ashy smoke coming in you're face burning your eyes making little bowls of water in your eyes. “Jonas i'm going to give you a memory of my own childhood, it is very painful.” I had stopped, for this memory is why my heart burns, I had felt something moist and wet on my face. It was a tear not a sad tear, no not even a joyful tear, it was a neutral tear. I had wiped it away for there was no need for that, “Jonas lay down.” “Yes Giver.” When Jonas had laid down I had put my warm, dry hands on his back.
“I see a woman with long, how do I say this w-w-w.” Jonas was trying to get the word wavy hair that means he’s just now meeting my biological sister. “Keep going Jonas.” “W-wavy hair?” He had gotten it that was not all i wanted to hear i lured for more description. “Please keep going Joans.” “She has black eyes… wait it just happened she has a different color her hair and eye color changed.” Jonas was starting to see the color brown. “The color Jonas is brown, you can stop talking and go through the