"thanks." March said. She reached into her back pack which are hanging on her bike handles and reached for a pillow. She lay down under the stars, her camouflage jacket blending in the grass, her white tank top visible. She placed her hands behind her head and sighed. A shooting star passed by. "Do you think if i wished on that star that everything would be normal again it would come true?"
"I have no idea where my family is." MArch sighed. "No idea what's happening." She shook her head. "Heck with this. Well... you could stay with me i guess..." She smiled, trying to make things better. At least trying to make herself feel better, but no luck. "Oh well... What now? We have nothing good to do.. Any suggestions?"