Tombstone.
This morning I was working in the clinic and then went outside and found Sabi. “Hiiiiii Nat! How is you?” she asked.
“I’m alright, you?”
“I is good thankies. What’s goin on taday?”
“Nothin’. Just thought I’d work at the clinic in case anyone gets shot but no one getting hurted.”
“Don’t seems ta be many peeples arounds at alls.”
“Nope. We gotta find somethin’ to do.”
“We had a great time last nights at the Halloween dance.”
“Yeah? I don’t like halloween. Too scary.”
“Was a lot of funs. I was a witchey. And Ruby Stine was tha bride of Franky Stine.”
“Oh.”
“I am gonna walks over ta Winslow, wanna comes alongs?” she asked.
“I gotta stay here. Maybe if I make enough money then mommy have enough to pay for our house,” I grinned.
“Ohhhh okies Nat. I will see ya laters then.”
“Okay bye bye!” I waved and got back to my journals.
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