Dirt. Kindness. Blood. Two rising stars staring at each other. she couldn’t help but wonder why the world was so evil and tired. Everyone was tired, sleepy and a killjoy. There was no fun to be had.

She wondered if the tomatoes would grow.  The dirt looked parched. However, all the other patches had looked this way and eventually the tomatoes grew large, red and juicy. A great midnight snack layered with salt.

They finished layering the dirt and put the shovels aside. The bodies were deeply buried. No one would know their secret. The tomatoes would glow deeply red.