Storm
Three days, almost four days.
I missed her. A lot.
Even when I was racing, Lulu was on my mind, and it helped me win. She was the one driving me to victory. After three days, I couldn’t be happier as I realized that I could finally go home. I didn’t know being away from her felt like hell until now.
Despite the longing, I was still happy because I could share some good news with her. I didn’t want to go home as a loser. I won. Dad was so happy and proud of me. I hoped Lulu would feel the same for me. The excitement of finally seeing her and getting to hug and kiss her was overwhelming.
It was still early in the morning, around six, but the sun was already up. She didn’t know I was coming. I wanted to surprise her. What she knew was that I would arrive tonight.
I arrived in
