Two Roads Diverged n A Yellow Wood a.k.a. Genevive By Shelly (singcraz)

Disclaimers: I don't own the show Everwood, but I do own the character Genevive.

Spoilers: none

Thank you guys for reading this! I enjoyed writing it, but I've had a lot on my plate, so it may take a while to update chapters through this story.

PROLOUGE

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just fair

And having perhaps the better claim

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that, the passing there

Had worn them really about the same

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads onto way

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-

I took the one less traveled by,

And that made all the difference.

-Robert Frost