The lucky days won’t last long. Times are changing as they always do, but this time around, I’ve noticed how some things have given common sense the slip—taken it for a ride, so to speak. Nobody can believe things have gone the way they have, and it is hard to ignore. For this reason, I have always found the garden to be the secret spot where the mind can safely wander into the microbes of life. Of course, I can’t visibly see these industrious critters working away, but I know they’re where they are supposed to be. The evidence is everywhere – or was. In fact, the micro-colonies could be the real heroes with how well they cleaned up after Diane. It was clear that when those bible-thumping altar boys came knocking, they were up to no good. Poor Diane’s parents didn’t have a clue about what was going to happen – hell, none of us did. We never dreamed that a spade shovel could be used as it was, which isn’t to say those boys didn’t deserve it after what they did to her parents and the bile they spewed. In fact, when Diane was revealed, we never for a second thought of her as a warrior – someone who could take another life. But when she witnessed what those boys – those monsters did to her parents, there was no turning back. She went into a rage so full of hatred that nowhere else in the story even comes close. It set the tone for her character and how she was not to be taken for granted. Her trauma that she’s carried around her entire life could be unleashed in one sudden outburst, and heaven help anyone unfortunate enough to be in her path. It was something that she would later have to work on, with Adora’s guidance, of course. As it is, with the amount of blood and bone that had been scattered in the garden where her parents were murdered and her redemption, those little microbes sent their army to clean it up. By the time the Morality Guard came looking, she was long gone, and so too was any trace of death, thanks to the invisible forces. It’s doubtful she will ever be back to pay her respects, but she definitely had the garden looking out for her that day.
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