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ROSE HILLS
KARMA
HAZEL EYES GLANCE AT THE STARRY SKY, THEY ALL STOOD OUT IN CONTRAST TO THE ONYX BACKGROUND. She inhaled deeply and stuffed her cold hands inside the oversize cold jacket Harley had given her. She walked in silence alongside Harley and next to him was Mr. Stark. Karma wasn't paying attention to their conversation because her attention was on the Christmas decorations adorning almost every convenience store they passed.
She sported a crestfallen look as she walked down the street, in one of the convenience stores she saw a Christmas tree and she couldn't help but feel sad. This Christmas was supposed to be different, it was supposed to be special. Praga had saved enough money to buy a Christmas tree, Karma didn't even know she was saving up for that, they usually tell each other everything. But she admits, it was a lovely surprise.
The hole in her chest was still there, it followed her like a small gray cloud. There were moments where she felt everything, even serenity, and others where she just felt numb and defeated. Praga described her as a ray of sunshine, but she felt like she was flickering, her light was weak and she just couldn't see beyond the grief.
"- The sandwich was fair, the spring was a little rusty, the rest of the materials, I'll make do." Karma snapped out of her thoughts and focused on the conversation going on beside her. "By the way, when you said your sister had a watch, I was kinda hoping for something a little more than that."
Karma glances at the pink watch on Mr. Stark's wrist as he pulls his sleeve up, revealing it. A lopsided smile appears on her face and chuckles, she glances down at her shoes for a moment before glancing back up. "Pink suits you, sir."
Mr. Stark scoffs, pulling his sleeve down and letting his arm fall to his side. "Not my glass of scotch."
"She's six!" Harley guffaw, shaking his head, his beautiful curls swaying from side to side. "Anyway, it's limited edition. When can we talk about New York?"
