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Chapter 2:
"Danni?" peeped a small voice. The room was dark and warm and the wind blew loudly outside.
"Yes, Cherri?" Responded a girl who was stroking the other girl's soft hair.
"What if they don't come back?" Danni cuddled Cherri in her arms.
"Don't talk like that, Cherri, dear. They will come back. They always do."
"But what is they don't."
"They will."
Danni Malcut stroked the soft hair of Cherri Dontay as they kept warm in Danni's bedroom, waiting.
"I miss mommy," whispered Cherri. Danni felt warm drops of water on her arm, and knew they were the tears of her beloved step sister, Cherri. The tears amde her heart sink deeper and deeper.
"I miss her too," said Danni with hollow longing, "I miss her too." Cherri sniffed with her little nose. She batted her big round eyes and curled her little body up against Danni.
"Having mommy here," Cherri said in her small, shaking voice, "Is worth all the yelling. When mommys not here, I don't feel s-s-safe." Danni hugged Cherri warmly.
"I'll keep you safe, Cherri-blossom," Danni said, "I'll keep you safe."
"I love you, Danni," Cherri said as she put her little arms around her.
"I love you too, Cherri."
Meanwhile, a boy about 16 was walking down the empty streets. As he walked past Danni's house he stopped. After looking at it for a while and walked on, whispering, "Nope. Someone's in there," to himself.
His black trench coat flowd behind him and his light brown hair rested in front of his dark red eyes. On his feet were big black boots, and in his hand, was a silver gun, loaded and ready to shoot.
Meanwhile, Sunni Menner sat on her porch and watched moths fly around her porch light, aimlessly. She felt her cheek and noticed that she had been crying again. Her blonde hair felol nicely on her shoulders and her brown eyes began to lock on her silver engagment ring. Finally, she could stand it no longer. She stood up and slipped the ring off her finger. As she walked down her concreet steps, her feet sent a chill up her spine. It was a summer night, but Sunni shivered in spite of that. She slowly walked to her garden and dropped to her knees. With her hands, she dug a small hole, dropped the ring in, and covered the hole back up.
Before going back into her house, where she would only lay awake in bed, she looked back where the ring was.
"If I can't forget Keith, maybe I can just forget that I was ever in love with him." She went inside the house.