

Scrap: Under Us - Eliza "Well Mom, it's raining today. Your favorite I guess. I remember you used to always make me hot chocolate whenever it was cold outside." Eliza seemed to be alone in the cemetery as she looked around at the wet grass and winding streets running in between grave sites. Not that it mattered, she hadn't had much use for company lately. School was more trouble than it was worth, her friends were all married now and seemed to want nothing to do with a single girl, and she couldn't catch a boy on a hook if she were right in front of him. Scrap: Under Us - Eliza


Scrap: Under Us - Vincent and "Vincent! Come and get me!", screamed Hillary, as she ran deep into the golden field of barley, jumping over logs and running through sprinkler wheels. "Cou'ntchya keep up lazy knees?" "Hey Hillary, it's not like I didn't just barely get back to running ya know," rebuttled Vincent. Vincent had been in the hospital since he was born and now at ten years old, he was out for the first time. His knees had not developed fully as an infant, and so he had to undergo several surgeries in order tScrap: Under Us - Vincent and
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