Far From Eden {Lizzie + One other}

[MARY ANNE SPENCER]

Mary Anne, quite unfortunately, led a very stressful lifestyle. Now, she had known this would be the result of moving to the godforsaken city of New York from the moment it had been proposed. She had known that the vehemently sinful men and women of the city would corrupt her soft and gentle nature and that she wouldn't be able to do a thing about it. She liked to think that someday the Lord would grant her the serenity to overcome the high-strung lifestyle of the heretics she was forced to interact with each day, but until then she liked to take time to decompress. She knew that God worked tirelessly to provide such small miracles as the soothing effects of a perfectly maintained garden, and she felt it was perfectly horrid to forget to take time to respect that work every once in a while. When one wasn't preoccupied with the rampant whoredom in His cities at least.

So far the day seemed to be going splendidly. The park was a visage of beauty and perfection as always; impeccably groomed in order to provide an utter contrast between the barbarity of the grey cement and such outside the park limits. Today was perfect for a bit of a family outing with her wonderful sister. She felt positively tickled pink that she was able to spend some time with Lizzie for once, without any of that school nonsense getting in the way or any buffoonish young men who acted like they had never been properly taught how one is to behave in a public setting. She felt like she hardly ever got to see her darling twin any more. Mary Anne was always too busy with her various organizations and duties to the public to teach them how to properly stow away their sexual urges. It was a shame really. She knew that it was just as important to spend time with Lizzie as it was to spend time appreciating the Lord's great green treasures.

Mary Anne leaned in to take a great sniff of a wondrously beautiful rose blossom. She took a prodigious whiff of the flower's scent.

"Hey, whaddaya' think you're doin' there, Missy?"

Mary Anne straightened up, confused and not really knowing where the voice had come from. It had seemed startling close and surprisingly adamant.

"Lizzie? Darling? Did you say something?" Mary Anne hesitantly asked, looking around for where her sister had vanished off to. The mysterious, phantom voice had her slightly confused and more than a bit perturbed.

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[LIZZIE SPENCER]

Lizzie didn’t get to spend time with Mary Anne nearly as often as she would have liked. It wasn’t that Lizzie was busy so much as her twin was. Mary Anne had all sorts of clubs to run and people to fix and… well, Lizzie sometimes just didn’t understand what kept Mary Anne so busy. As her twin, Lizzie should have paid more attention to Mary Anne’s organizations. Even if she was the younger of them, she could’ve kept an eye on her sister to make sure Mary Anne didn’t become overwhelmed. Lizzie was just easily distracted, that was all. When there were strangers to hug and places to explore, she could hardly be expected to keep up with things.

Today was a most wonderful day at the conservatory gardens of Central Park. It was easily one of her favorite places in all of New York. To be spending a day here with her sister made it that much better. There were roses and lilies and snapdragons and shrubs trimmed into beautiful shapes. Oh, there wasn’t a single thing she disliked about these gardens. Trailing a bit behind her sister, Lizzie found herself (as usual) rather distracted. She could swear there was a section of flowers over there that she didn’t recognize. Mary Anne seemed focused enough on some roses, so Lizzie quietly snuck away to the flowers she didn’t recognize.

Once safely away, Lizzie hurriedly made her way to the flowers. However, they were the same petunias she’d seen just the other day. A bit disappointed, Lizzie turned back to join her sister. Still, the petunias were just as pretty as before and that was comforting. Mary Anne’s voice carried from where Lizzie had left her; Lizzie faintly heard the question. Quickly returning to Mary Anne, Lizzie shook her head and smiled. “No, I’ve been quiet as a mouse.” She titled her head, a curious glint in her eyes. “Why? Did you hear something?” Lizzie looked around, not finding anybody immediately near them.

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