Lovely People
Prologue:

Whispers of conversations floated along the lightly chilling breeze
as she watched, so engrossed, lovely people strolling on a wondrous
spring day. She watched as they took their time, looking into the
store windows, enjoying their company, and just a little ways off a
girl skipped, giggling as the breeze tried to take her little woven
hat away. A daring blue bird chirped at the girl's feet gaining her
attention, her smile broke into an adoring grin.

"Serena!" The tall woman at the girl's side chided holding out a
woven basket filled to the brim with white roses, expecting.
The little girl's crystal eye's, once staring up at the woman,
were cast down looking at the flowers her tiny hands were now
holding. She loved roses, it was so sad to her that they had to be
acquainted with such sad events.

Here throat hurt, but she swallowed the constricting pain. Crying
was not a good thing.

"Come along, do you want to make us late?" The woman dressed in a
long black coat stiffly looked down her nose at the dottling six year
old.

Though, her black hat covered her pail face with a black vale,
Serena could still see the deep frown that marred the woman's full
red-painted lips. They were beautiful, she wished she could paint her
lips.

Sighing in deep annoyance, the woman snatched from the girl's grip,
the woven basket and grabbed her upper arm a bit painfully before
setting off at a much faster pace.

The girl didn't want to go, though. She had done this once before and
she didn't want to do it again.