Post by Rosemary Jackson on Jul 27, 2014 5:14:21 GMT
| Note: This is before the resurrection of Kevin. 
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Rosemary sat at the edge of the lake with a pair of scissors in her hand. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she touched locks of her red hair. Kevin would want this, wouldn't he? Even if he didn't, she was doing it anyway. She held a chunk of her red hair and, snip, it was gone. She repeated this three times before hearing something behind her and she stopped.
|Rosemary sat at the edge of the lake with a pair of scissors in her hand. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she touched locks of her red hair. Kevin would want this, wouldn't he? Even if he didn't, she was doing it anyway. She held a chunk of her red hair and, snip, it was gone. She repeated this three times before hearing something behind her and she stopped.
