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I am lost in the life of the girl on my screen, when my tablet makes a quacking duck noise and I know it is a text message from Sophia. I minimise the game and open my messages folder.
Sophia: OMG! Wish you were here. It is so hot!!
I let my fingers fly across the screen as I type a reply: The weather here is awful.
Sophia: What’s new? The weather there is always crap.
Caitlyn: What are you doing besides being hot?
Sophia: Hot? Or Hot??
Caitlyn: :o) Hot. As in sun = hot.
Sophia: Tanning and swimming mostly.
Caitlyn: I started playing that new on-line game.
Sophia: OMG! At last!!
Caitlyn: I have been playing all morning and am getting into the virtual me’s world.
Sophia: The only thing I hate about that game, is when you are not playing, the game carries on playing. Stupid! If you ask me. I logged onto my game last night and there was total anarchy. My ‘love-interest’ killed my brother (by accident), and now my family wants to kill him. I don’t know yet how I’m going to fix the mess they made.
Caitlyn: Speaking of ‘love-interests’ - Any hot guys there?
Sophia: Hot? Or Hot??
Caitlyn: Hot??
Sophia: Oops. Speaking of Hot?? guys, I’ll give you an update tonight. Speak soon.
Caitlyn: I want every detail.
It sounds as if she does not remember. It sounds as if Sophia does not know this week it will be one year since Shayne left.
Although, it sounds as if she has forgotten, I know she has not. She is dealing with her emotions differently than I am. It is just that darkness found my weary soul. It was an easy find.
