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peace corp worker, who was equally the same age, from Brooklyn, who believed in all that peace love and who loved to smoke marijuana late at night underneath the twinkling stars and all the fantastic wonder of a purplish blue African sky. His name had been Apollo, named after the Greek god of Prophecy, because of his mother who had attended a university and had majored in Greek Mythology. This was before she was to get out of the peace corp and made the decision that although she had volunteered for good Karma, that there was much more to life then Baobab trees and the hot unforgiving sun that dried up the African land, and that she wanted to do more with her life now, and do it all while she was still so very young and had even more energy to give.  Their love affair only lasted for a weekend, although it seemed as if they had been together more than forever. They had bridged such a strong connection that even she, seemed drugged up in a spell of a reality's fantasy. He was to move back to New York City and join his dad in advertising, something he wasn't even close to possibly looking forward to, but knew was expected of him as a responsibility of being a son of a very influential man, and she was to move back to Manhattan, where her family waited for her impatiently to ease their worries of her being a traveler, all alone, in a hungry world full of wolves and thieves. The other peace corp worker was very handsome, had partially dark hair, and sideburns along the side of his face that looked like patches of the African shell bushes. The night before they were to leave, and separate, he had joined her at a roasting fire. Meredith's blue eyes were flickering in the light and sparked a wildness that was caged deep within her. “Meredith, you are going to have to visit me in Brooklyn. It's not very far from Manhattan, and you can take the subway there. We will go to Times Square, have a New York slice at Tony's Pizzeria, and gaze at the small amount of stars that are set in between the tiny spaces of the tall steel buildings.” But Meredith never got there, not even close, staying within the large, but intimate circle of Manhattan. It was many years later, that she happen to run into him, while shopping for Christmas at a little eclectic gift shop in New York City. They talked casually but were more strangers than anything else now. He had  married a Broadway director's daughter, had two children and one on the way, and he had climbed his way up to the top of his father's advertising company in just a few short years. She had been doing freelance work, selling small pieces of her artwork to local small galleries, but she was dressed so nice that he had tried to give her a kiss on the cheek, before he said his last and final goodbye, but she had coldly turned her cheek, and given him her disapproval, all the while uplifting a fake produced smile and he knew that they would never see each other again before each other turned old and gray.
     
    It wasn't long after seeing Apollo again that her mother died, of a pneumonia related illness in a hospital in Queens. She went back to Pennsylvania to bury her, and then sat along with her two sisters in a small lawyers office to listen to the reading of the will. Not much was to be handed out. Not much at all. Not like Meredith expected to get much, as her mom, after her dad had died, had taken on medial jobs such as working as a seamstress for a dry cleaners, just to get by and she hardly had any money, let alone enough to give out. Sure, Meredith tried to help when she could, but it didn't possibly come close to help pay for all the necessities like rent, food, clothing let alone any extra money. But she was alarmingly surprised, when the lawyer read that her mom had a jewelry box that played Diamada Galas. She had accumulated it when she really thought that her younger sister, Aquina would have acquired it, as she remember playing it to her in her sleep and that was the only way