Dec. 1st year A.C. 220
Today was boring expect the fact that Trowa and I got into fight. I knew that someday he would go to war or stop it once again or at least try to. I don't want to lose him again. But it's time he makes his own choices as he told me. I, somehow, let him go to be a Preventer. Then before he left my dump or sorry-excuse-for-a-trailer he told me that I need to go get a job. I haven't wanted to talk about it… but here I go…
About three months ago the Manger came to us and told Trowa and me that the circus was going out of business. Not that anyone had bought us out or anything. But we just weren't making enough money to keep it open. Instantly Trowa knew I was hurt. I had been working with the circus since I was fifteen and about a few years later I was reunited with Trowa. But I never showed that I was hurt. Then the shows became free and still little people came.
Catherine Bloom