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Rosemary’s Pov

I find myself kneeling on the rough soil , Andrew kneels next to me as well. We both are digging a hole with our bare hands – it takes me back to the little kids we were. We would be in this same position , digging our way to the other side of the world. You can only imagine how sad we were when we realized that that is impossible. Nevertheless , we still kept digging – it was like one of our ways to relief our sadness or our anger. We would pretend instead that we trying to escape our reality by digging our way out of our troubles.

After a certain age , we kind of stopped it. Instead we just buried it like every other adult would. We continue digging – it has been a while since we have spoken. We dig deeper and deeper , trying the dig the best hole we can. I can not help but sniffle a few times , as I mourn th