After a major surgery, the bullet is removed from Lilly's head.

The 5mm bullet lay on the side, stuck between tweezers, while the blood, from the painful past, remains.

A heavy bandage covers her wound. Lilly couldn't stop thinking about her. Ghost? Was she hallucinating? She couldn't tell.

Sallie was wearing the same thing, she recalled from the night of the murder. Pink sweater and ripped jeans. Although, the sweater had gotten dirty.

Lilly's doctor had advised her not to think, but she had to think. A lot! She had to figure it out.

She had moved in, with her mother, after the surgery. The cemetery was quite far away, from her Mum's place. She had to find Lilly.

The police were trying to find Sallie's murderer. They also had to find, who shot Lilly, that night. Lilly just couldn't get caught.

Lilly needed the money. Sallie's money! She shot her down. It was an equal share, but, Sallie wouldn't comply.

Lilly's head throbbed with pain, as the double doors of the cemetery come into sight.

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Salina Mane

1995-2016

Brushing the sand off of the casket, she opens it up.

Dressed in a white gown, she looks angelic. Gentle and Pretty. She looked at ease, Asleep.

She runs her fingers, along the side of her face.

Lilly still loved her. She missed her. She couldn't undo her deeds, she wished she could.