Journal 2(continued)
Lillia; Second Earth
Oh Molly, I think I'm falling for him. Big time.
"Bobby, you have to promise that you won't tell anyone, okay."
"Lillia, you have my word."
"Well, about a week ago, my best friend died, Molly McDermott, was headed to a concert at Madison Square Garden, after we had shopping. She was supposed to come to my house afterwards, for a sleepover, but she never showed up. About an hour after she was supposed to come over, I called her parents. She had been in a taxi crash. I got to say good-bye, right before she hopped in the cab."
"I'm sorry, Lillia. I wish that there was more that I could do to help."
"No, it's okay, Bobby," I didn't want him to know that I was from Second Earth...
"Wait, that sounds like Second Earth. Aren't you from First Earth?"
Exactly what I was afraid of.
