For the Gearin' Up to Get an Agent blogfest, week two is all about creation and the story chain. If you'd like to read the post before mine, check out Deana's blog.
Tony plopped a bag down in front of Dio and she fell to herknees, digging through it, unable to wrap her mind around her parents death and...Europe? Suddenly, she hated Europe too.
Dio chucked out an old bottle of shampoo out of the bag and her old stuffed weasel from when she was little. Surely, she wouldn't need those.
"Come on, Dio. We need to leave." Sandy waved and Dio reluctantly dragged her bag toward the taxi. Dio sat down and began to cry when her fingers touched dried boogers on the seat.
Life is so unfair.
To follow the story, go to Frost Lord's blog.