Love and Blood...

Granny...

                                                                                    Chapter 1

                                                                                     Granny

In a country where plants and vegetables are grown, with the cool breeze brushing through the windows of the barns, the warm sunset each morning shining over the bountiful crops of Merriweather... Mary Laurels, with brown wavy hair deep blue eyes woke up. she prayed for a safe day, more crops to be harvested and continue her grandparents's health. She was an  optimistic kind. She lived with her grandparents since she was borned.

No one knows her true mother, but she don't care. She was complete.Loved by her grandparents, the happiness she feels each time a new crops grow and the friendly townspeople...

The corn crops were ready, she grabbed her basket and strapped it to her back. She grabbed a knife to slice the corn. She ate breakfast with her grandparents, biscuits and hot chocolates. She smiled at her grandparents.

"Morning Gramps, morning Gran." She said.

"Morning sweetie." They said in unison. " I'm going to the city sweetie for three days. I need to hire some men and customers for our crops."

"Can I come?"

"Of course you can sweetheart." Her grandmother said.

"I forgot, I still need to harvest the corn. Nevermind Gran, I'll just stay here"

"Are you sure?we could check out the boys-"

"GRAN!!!" Mary said awkwardly.

"Oh right..." Her grandfather smiled playfully. "You know sweetie. You're nineteen, you colud marry already!"

"CROPS. YOU. MERRIWEATHER. MORE. IMPORTANT." and with that she strode off...

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Two days have passed since her gran left. She got three large baskets. She bathed and erased the filth she got in the past days... She was happy. Any day now, investors would buy the're crops. If they are lucky, they could be sold abroad. Then she thought about her crazy grandparents's plan. She wouldn't marry, she will be single until the day she dies, and live in  the farm forever, that's what god made me for. She said to herself...

Three days had past. Her grandmother would be home soon... What is this strange feeling? Like the prickly feeling inside as if something sliced her heart... What is it anyway??? Maybe a stroke? She hurried home and drinked a cold glass of water... Then she heard a honking outside the yard... 

" The investors are here!!!" She said happily...

Then a woman came out of the truck. With black straight hair wearing shades.

"Are you... Mary Laurels???" She asked.

"Yes..." Mary confirmed. "Are you the investors? Where is my grandmother? Come inside the house, let's have tea."

"Yes, she's inside the car..." Then Mary excitedly opened the car. A stretcher, and a human lying in itcovered with a blanket. The upper potion was filled with blood. Mary gasped...

"Wh- Where is my gramma..." Her eyes flowing with tears. The woman opened the blanket...

"NO! SHE CAN'T BE DEAD!!! NOOO! SHE"S NOT-" Then her face was filled with tears then she fainted...