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Susan's in her rooms, sitting at her desk with an old book open on her lap. In her fingers she holds a small flower that she holds up to see better. She worries her bottom lip in between her teeth and looks at the flower earnestly before placing in between the pages.
She puts the book on the table, flips to the next page, and starts writing.
Dear Diary,
Well, it's been quite an eventful weekend and no mistake. It was rather enjoyable learning to ski, although I'm afraid I'm not very good at it. Jared and I got stuck in the house, which was perfectly alright after we got the fire going. I feel terrible for the others outside though, they must have dug all night to get us out, and were asleep for most of the morning, while we were safe and warm in front of the fire all night.
The violet on the other page was growing even through the snow, I'm surprised it was there at all. Love, Susan.
Because there are things that she'll not even tell her diary, because there's always a risk when you have brothers.
Ty: The end of a weekend that lasted three months
She puts the book on the table, flips to the next page, and starts writing.
Dear Diary,
Well, it's been quite an eventful weekend and no mistake. It was rather enjoyable learning to ski, although I'm afraid I'm not very good at it. Jared and I got stuck in the house, which was perfectly alright after we got the fire going. I feel terrible for the others outside though, they must have dug all night to get us out, and were asleep for most of the morning, while we were safe and warm in front of the fire all night.
The violet on the other page was growing even through the snow, I'm surprised it was there at all. Love, Susan.
Because there are things that she'll not even tell her diary, because there's always a risk when you have brothers.
Ty: The end of a weekend that lasted three months