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A Test of Love

A breeze passed by a group promising rain. It was a chill autumn evening, but the sadness pouring from the group had made it a few degrees colder. A red haired man had his arm around a short, stubby woman. She looked similar to the young man, with the exception of his eyes that were a mixture of green and blue like a sea storm was raging from within. The woman blew her nose a causing the man on the other side of the woman to start. He patted her on her back and whispered words of comfort. Next to the man with the green-blue eyes was a man with warm brown eyes he was slightly younger then the one that he was standing beside, he kept looking back from the object in the middle of the group and the man standing beside him. From the other side of the group a woman with almond shaped eyes glared at the man who made his arm around the woman, her name was Angelina and the man's name was Fred. Angelina couldn't help but blame Fred for why she was here, standing with family and friends, dressed in black.

The only fact that her mind could wrap around was that it was Fred's fault, not that her only child was lying in front of her in a polished pine box, or that her own mother had put a comforting arm around her stiffened shoulders, or that the man she blamed was loaded down with his own guilt all ready.