*at dinner*
Mr. Walker-so Allison, what do you wanna be when you're older.
Allison- I want to be a writer.
Mrs. Walker- what kind?
Allison- an author. Poetry, romance, horror, anything in between.
Mr. Walker- seems Intriguing.
Mrs. Walker- Charlie wants to be a photographer.
Allison- really Charlie?
Charlie- I wanna be able to capture beauty. Nothing is forever. Just like the stars won't be ere forever, they'll soon burn out. The dogwoods bloom for a short period of time. Nobody is young and carefree forever. So why not capture the beauty of life?
*Allison gets poked by a child beside her.*
Sara- you're really really pretty.
Allison- aw thank you.
Sara- can I have some prettiness?
Allison- you don't want to be pretty. You're already beautiful.
