6. Michael: Unusually Happy
Wow! Is all I could think. I just had my first kiss with my sister I don't even know. It felt so right. But I just can't. I know it's wrong but excitement still storms through me. Just to make sure she doesn't know I ask, "Do you know what incest is?"
"Why of course I do! But here in these time people really don't care about it. So that kiss didn't really matter. I mean it was my first kiss but I'm sure you don't care. Oh and there's the Mcdonalds," she says while pointing at the small shack.
The sign looks nothing like the one I'm used to. It's a small crooked m placed on the building. From across the street you can see the rust on the yellow paint. The whole building has filled down red pant and cracked windows. There isn't I drive through like I'm used to.
"It's so.. Just so different," I say with a plain face.
"Yea, you got to remember this is 1917. Luckily, we can have some food," she said.
I just stood there and stared at her while she looked at the ugly, yet so beautiful, building. Her long curly blonde hair breezing through the wind. She is just perfect.