As she snapped the twig off the branch of a cherry tree, Kaiden couldn't help but remember her. She loved these trees. The blossoms were her favorite flower. They really were beautiful, weren't they? Kaiden smothers the petals and rubs them between her thumb and forefinger as she saunters down the cracked sidewalk, just off the red brick road. The neighbor wouldn't mind the vandalism, after all. Gazing up at the sky, she tried to count the clouds, but they just spread out above her like a wool blanket soaked in hard water. Counting the bits of sky peeking out was her main source of entertainment. A single raindrop landed on the lenses of her large framed glasses. "Lovely", Kaiden thought to herself.