Chapter one
It was cold. The sky was covered in dark clouds they seemed to shiver even though the air was hot. There were no houses, just debris from where homes used to stand. Himmle Street was gone, bodies lined the streets. And there sat Leisle Meminger she was covered in dust, she was on her hands and knees. She held her best friend Rudy's head off the ground. Leisle's eyes filled with tears. She started shaking him in disbelief. "Wake up, wake up, wake up Rudy wake up and kiss me!" "Wake up, come on Jesse Owens, you know I love you wake up!" Leisle was no longer crying she was sobbing. When he didn't wake she leaned down and kissed his lifeless face.
Leisle then walked a few feet away from Rudy and fell to the ground. She laid there for hours. "Leisle are you ok?" "Just another LSE." Leisle thought. "Yes I'm fine," she exclaimed. "Good so how about a kiss saumensh?" Leisle spun around as fast as she could. "Could it be she thought" When she looked there stood Rudy. "Can you stop starting and answer my question please," Said Rudy. Leisle didn't answer she just stood up and pulled him into a tight hug. "Ok ok," he said "so yes or no saumensh?" "No," she said calmly. She disided to never tell him what happened when he passed out.
Suddenly Leisle awoke in her bed. She was now 24 and re ran that moment though her head many times before. She looked at her clock it was 9:30 A.M. She pushed her messy blonde hair behind her ears. She pulled back her sheets and walked down the stairs. "Morning saumensh." "Good morning Jesse Owens." Lisle was used to this name she was called it sense she was nine years old. "Well off to work," Rudy said as he put on his jacket. As he walked toward the door and Lisle trailed behind him. When he got to the there he turned around to face her. "So how about a kiss saumensh?" "Later!" Lisle exclaimed as she pushed him out the door.
Rudy walked down Liebe Street. He loved walking to work every morning. He walked on the same roads he and Liesle did when they were kids. He would stop and stare down Himmle Street he saw the place where his house used to stand before it was bombed. When he got to his shop he was greeted by his only employee. "Good morning ," Jon said. "How many times have I told you not to call me that?" Rudy said. That day he made 100$ he gave 50$ to Jon and left for home.
When Rudy arrived at home Lisle was gone. He walked into the kitchen where he found a note. Dear Rudy,
I went to the market. I will be back by dark.
Liesle
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