Finally, after getting everything set for the party, Amy left the room, entrusting Sammy into Martha's hands.
She wandered towards the back of the mansion, and came into the garden. Alas, a lot of things had been added, the mansion’s structure had been changed, but the garden remained exactly the same as it always was. Sixteen years since she'd last stepped into that garden. There was the little maze off to one side, the flowered archway, leading to a pool, with a fountain in the middle of it, and then, there was the swing, on which Amy was surprised to find Luther.
She walked to him, and sat.
“Good morning.” She greeted him.
“Are you okay?”
“Why wouldn't I be?” Amy asked, and Luther gave a little smile, understanding that she didn't want to show signs of weakness.
“Remember this
