SilvernStrings

It was a bright and sunny day in the middle of summer. The sky was blue and almost cloudless; the birds were chirping away happily in the trees and sky and the brook close by was babbling away as it always did. Mogin, now nineteen, was sunning herself happily on the deck that Ace had built just so she could do so. She didn't lay or sit on any of the chairs, but lay on the flooring happily stretched out. She wore her usual attire; a pair of black short shorts, her favorite shirt that her grandmother had given to her back when she was a child, and was of course barefoot just like she, more so Ace, loved. The shirt still didn't quite fit her, bu