Marilyn swallowed the last piece of the cupcake. She took a deep breathe, and closed her eyes, a normal action for her when she was deep in thought. Today her main focus was her brother. Sometimes his gloominess deeply irritated her, today was one of those days. "How could he act this way on his birthday?" she thought. She looked out the door Blake had left through, it was ajar. She now thought to take off as well and search for him. Quickly voted against it however, he needed his space. That's when she heard it, the fire of a weapon. She of course immediately remembered the noise that haunted her at night. "Oh," she thought, " I hope Blake is okay."She sighed and sat on a nearby chair in wait. Finally, her wait was over, she took out the beeping pager from her pocket. Her face had lost its happiness, she turned serious. Her smile, now was straight. “Finally,” she announced in a whisper “It's time."
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