I watched her go, walking down the sidewalk and watching the green leaves fall from the tree branches like a tornado had bypassed them entirely. I winced when I saw her walk by roses of pinks, reds and whites as they leaned bent over and wilted.
Setra frowned, from a distance that I could see, and I noticed a tear trickle down her cheek. She sighed, bent over and picked up the flower. Looking around for other signs of life, she whispered to the flower, "Please, don't die on my account. Breathe. Live. Be beautiful, even if I cannot can."
I blinked as she slowly dug back up the place where the flower was, and slowly filled up the hole, marched over to the well, just a few feet away, picked up the bucket and splashed water inside. I blinked and slowly made my way closer to her.
I couldn't help but watch as Setra, hoisted the bucket and poured water gently onto all of the flowers. The sun was shining down on her, and I realized that she looked more like an Angel than she ever did a demon.
I glanced up at the skies. Home, was calling me. I frowned, I wanted to see what would happen to the flowers that Setra had tooken so great care of, even if they had died on her account. She was a peace maker, and I knew that somehow she belong in Heaven, not in hell.
I looked over my shoulder when I had noticed a shimmer of like come down from the skies. I frowned a little, Michael had been watching me? Take care of flowers? I looked down, the flowers were still dead, but if I would leave, they would sprout with life again.
I sighed, and put the bucket back in the well. "Little girl," I heard an old woman's voice say. I glanced over where an old woman who looked about at the age of seventy, was sitting in her rocking chair, on the wooden porch.
I blinked, had she seen Michael? Nope, she didn't seem the least bit scared whatsoever. I wanted to walk away, I wasn't a good girl, so why was an old woman calling for me? "Little girl, could you help me with something?"
I bit my lip, should I dare? Why not, I already was in deep trouble anyways. "Can I help you with something ma'am?" I asked, trying to sound gentle even though my words sounded harsh coming outta my mouth.
I flinched when she just looked at me with her big blue sad eyes, "Could you do me the huge honor and help me plant my flower beds? Usually my husband would do it, but I'm afraid that he passed away a year ago, to be with our Lord in Heaven. Would you mind helping me?"
I took a step back, "I'm sorry ma'am, but I don't have a green thumb." That was the best I could say? Really? I mentally shook myself, "Oh, but I know you do. Ever wonder how God's creations live and breathe?"
"You...you know about this...God?" I asked, blinking as she nodded her head and pushed back her gray white hair from her wrinkled face. And she pushed her glasses upwards. "I know a few things, yes. But you need to read the bible more, to find out more about him."
I made a frowny face and she could probably tell. "But; don't worry child. I'll tell you what I know if you'll only help me plant my flower beds." She smiled warmly and I couldn't help but smile back. "Okay, sure. My name is Setra."
The old woman smiled, "My name is Everly. Eve, for short if you will. And I can tell you things about your father, that you wouldn't like to know. Would you?" I glanced around, nobody seemed to be listening to this conversation.
"Sure, I'd love to know." And I would've. It was nice to actually get to know somebody, without having to be watching my back everywhere.
|Mary-Kate Olsen||as Setra|
|Taylor Lautner||as Michael|
|Bonnie Hunt||as Everly|
|Robert Pattinson||as Satan|
|Alex Pettyfer||as Gabriel|
|Vanessa Hudgens||as Isis|
|Ashley Tisdale||as Holi|