Greta had decided not to attend class that day. She simply wasn’t feeling up to after everything that had happened. It was surprisingly nice out for autumn so she sent a note to Carlita that morning and asked her to join her in their usual spot. Greta sat under the tree where they usually met and looked out at the lake. As she sat there waiting she couldn’t help but wish that times were simpler. She sighed softly as she leaned her back against the tree and played with the sleeve of her sweater absentmindedly.
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