Camille stood in the greenery of the park, a tiled quote on the wall caught her eye. She recited it out loud, “People show their love in differant ways, differant colors.” She thought about that for a second. That doseant make sense. Differant colors? She stood facing the tile, the quote ran through her mind over and over again. Camille turned from the tile and contiued her walk through the park. As she reached the end of the park, she pushed the iorn gate aside. She took a few steps down the pavement when she felt an object underneath her foot. She looked down,it was a red marker, a paper was sticking out of the cap. She picked it up and read the paper. It was that quote again. She turned the paper over, in wet red ink there was a note on the back.”We all love differantly, were all differant colors of love.”R.S So thats what the quote meant but whos R.S? She stuck the marker in her pocket as she contiued her walk home. As she turned the corner there was a shrine R.I.P R.S. Camille looked up to the sky.