Beautiful Melody

My desire for a cigarette was strong, but not as strong as my desire to not ask my parents to bum one, after all it would only lead to a lecture from my mom. A lecture is something I would rather avoid for the time being.

My mom turned in her seat and smiled at me "Welcome to Twilight Valley" I impatiently looked out the window. The rain had started to finally slow down. I had been expecting a small town, but was pleasantly surprised to find that Twilight Valley was in fact a city… well from the looks of it a small city, but a city none the less.

I searched the streets for a place to buy cigarettes and found a few different options. I began planning how I would make my escape to purchase the cancer sticks when I suddenly remembered that in the USA you have to be 18 or older to buy cigarettes.

My mind wondered again once I realized that the car had began slowing down and soon came to a stop in front of our new home.

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