Chapter 5

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[Lanys is running as fast as she can. She is running through a corn field, and she stops for a second to take a breather. She looks around and sees the farm house, she runs there and she rapidly opens the front door and screams]

Lanys: (screaming) Karl! Karl!

[Lanys looks around the living room and she hears Karl's response]

Karl: What?

[Karl appears through the kitchen and he has a Pepsi can in his hand]

Karl: What's with all the screaming I almost spilled my Pepsi.

[Lanys gets close to Karl and looks firmly at him]

Lanys: Karl, did you meet someone yesterday?

Karl: Yes.

Lanys: (sighs) oh...thank God.

Karl: Of course, I did. I met you, you forgot?

[Lanys opens her eyes widely]

Lanys: (softly) Oh no. You didn't meet anyone else in the market?

Karl: In the market? I didn't go to the market yesterday.

Lanys: (curious) you didn't?

Karl: No. I was going to, but on my way there I saw you fainted in the field.

[Lanys looks to the side and takes a deep breath]

Karl: What's wrong?

Lanys: Nothing.

Karl: Oh, right. How was your first day of school?

[Lanys looks furiously at Karl and responds]

Lanys: I don't like school, I know everything they are giving.

Karl: (sarcastically) Sure you do.

Lanys: I do.

Karl: That's what everyone says, but school is important. Look at me I'm in High School and I'm a Senior, it is so important because I need to pass my College boards and enter a good college.

Lanys: Don't worry about that, you'll be fine.

Karl: I hope so.

Lanys: I know so.

Karl: And why the urgency of knowing if I met someone yesterday?

Lanys: Nothing, forget about it.

[Lanys takes a look outside]

Lanys: Do you have a bike?

Karl: Yes...why?

[Lanys smiles]

30 MINUTES LATER

[Lanys is riding a bicycle and she stops at a rustic market. Lanys lays the bicycle near the sidewalk and she stops in front of the market]

Lanys: (softly) I hope this is the market my mom works in.

[Lanys takes a deep breath and enters the building. When she enters she sees an old lady in the counter and a teenager with black hair organizing some groceries in an empty aisle. Lanys looks at the teenager from a far]

Lanys: (softly) mom...

[Lanys goes slowly to her direction and she stops near the teenager]

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