Samantha Solo
Character
The cabin was everything she had hoped for a lake for water, swimming, fishing. The frig stocked. But no matter how much was in there she only seemed to drink water, and fruit.
Her body had finally healed completely but her mind however was living in memories warm comfortable memories. But at night she had the nightmares they told her they'd come she had hoped they were wrong.
The datapad she had kept her up only on the last of the news, and sales. It made her laugh. She could sit for hours on the porch holding a cup of tea. The quiet was welcome it gave her time to reflect. The last words. Thank you.
They echoed in her mind. What would she do today? Not much. Same as yesterday. The quiet was odd not the hustle of the city.
Her body had finally healed completely but her mind however was living in memories warm comfortable memories. But at night she had the nightmares they told her they'd come she had hoped they were wrong.
The datapad she had kept her up only on the last of the news, and sales. It made her laugh. She could sit for hours on the porch holding a cup of tea. The quiet was welcome it gave her time to reflect. The last words. Thank you.
They echoed in her mind. What would she do today? Not much. Same as yesterday. The quiet was odd not the hustle of the city.
