Viola
"Ben!" I run to his side. He is lying in the fetal position, and his skin is the color of snow. His clothes are disheveled and soiled, and his hair is greasy and askew. It is obvious he has been laying here for quite some time, and no one noticed. "Oh, Ben."
I help him sit up, then get to his weak legs. He is leaning hard on me, I know he is very weak. Thank you. I barely hear it. I get him into the hallway, then realize I have to get him down the stairs without breaking our necks.
After minutes that seem like hours, I get him down the steps and into my fission car parked out front. He settles in, then directs his noise at me, shaving kit. I laugh. Of all the things, but I go back in and grab his shaving kit and throw a few shirts, underwear, and a pair of pants into a small bag. Then I go back outside and get in the fission car.
Todd
I hear the fission car coming down the drive way. Is it five o'clock already? I haven't even started dinner yet! I walk around the corner of the house and see Viola get out of the car and walk around to the passenger side. She sees me and motions me over. "Come help me, sweetie."
I obey, not knowing what in the world she could need help with. Then, I see him through the wind shield. I run over, not knowing what was wrong with him. He should be able to get out of a fission car by himself. "Ben!" I start running.
Valentine
We are riding into the woods. I'm riding Angel, a beautiful mare Dad gave me when I was ten. It was the last of Angharrad's foals. I feel guilty. I told Dad I was going to go camping with Mary Anne, a girl from school. Ryan is riding next to me, humming a tune that would annoy me coming from anyone else but him. His voice is deep and rich, even with his mouth closed.
I don't even know what he had planned. When he asked me, or more told me we were going camping, it seems as though he was going to say something, but changed him mind and conjured this idea on the spot.
I wonder what's going on in that brain of his.