"ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴄᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ⵊ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀss ᴏɴ ꜰɪʀᴇ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀʏ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ."
From her birth, her destiny was set in stone. But, who's to say that destiny can't be changed?
One spring break, in the lonely town of Hawkins, Indiana a circus comes to cure the inha...
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The trailer park was still very active with police around the area however, their attention seemed to be more directed to the nearby woods where the body of the second person had been found.
Jackson had pulled up to the front of the neighborhood, not being able to go any further because of the police presence.
"Sorry Sol, can't go any further."
"It's fine Jackson. I'll handle it from here. Back in a bit."
Soleil bundled up her bag and walkie-talkie into her arms before opening the car door, and stepping out into the trailer park. Though few police officers were there, it would still be tricky to get to Eddie's trailer.
Good thing Soleil had some practice with sneaking around.
The young woman quietly made her way over to the trees that surrounded the trailer park to hide from the police. Then, she ran along that path till she got to a gap in between the trailers. In front of her was Eddie's trailer. That was her chance. Soleil booked in across the road, ran up the small set of steps to the trailer, then knocked on the door a few times hoping Eddie's uncle was home.
"Please be home, please be home." She was anxiously waiting until—a man opened the door. Eddie's uncle.
Eddie's uncle was dressed in his work clothes, his facial hair was shaggy and it looked like he hadn't got a wink of peace in days. What they were saying about his nephew was killing him inside.
"What is it?" He asked.
"Oh, hi, are you, Mr. Munson? Eddie Munson's uncle?"
He stared down at Soleil with a tired look. "I told the press everything that needs to be known, let me be, please." Mr. Munson tried to close the door on Soleil but she stopped him.
"Wait—you got it all wrong, I wanna help Eddie."
"Yeah, nice try."
"Mr. Munson I'm serious."
The man leaned against his doorframe and took a good look at Soleil, he was trying to figure out her intentions. Sol stood impatiently, a single second not spent helping Eddie made all the much difference to her.
"How serious are you?"
Soleil took a deep breath, she could tell Eddie's uncle was an honest man, and he could people for who they were. If she had to pour her heart out to get what she needed, so be it.
"Sir, your nephew has given me purpose in my life and I know it sounds crazy but it's true. He's saved me from me, he's shown me what more life had to give with the little things. He's part of the reason why I'm holding onto my—my life! Even when everything is going wrong." Her posture slumped. "I have nothing to hold onto anymore, there is no stability in my world anymore and if I can help the man that gave me the best month of my life go on to live a good life, I sure as hell am going do it. So please Mr. Munson, help me so I can help prove Eddie innocent."
