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Alright so if you don't recall Kit remarried a girl named Allison after ax-murdering Grace and Alma lmao. So because I don't want to use y/n, I'm just going to use Allison considering that is the name of his Wife. Alright, that's all I wanted to say. Enjoy.

-Jimmy

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The night started as usual. Timmy and Emily were stationed on the living room rug playing with toys and such. Kit was in the kitchen, cutting lettuce and dicing tomatoes for dinner. Sunlight flooded in from the bay windows, and the euphoric sound of the record player in the dining room filled the space with a warm tone. Kit's mind was at peace, which is not something he can typically admit.

Since Briarcliff Kit's life has been a whirlwind of sleepless nights and flashbacks. Nothing is simple anymore. He can't spend the day out with his family without the perpetual fear of something triggering a flashback. The worst part is not knowing, having no idea what might send his brain into a paralyzing adrenalin rush. It's a terrifying reality. If he ever did anything that put his Wife or, god forbid his kids in danger, he wouldn't be able to live with himself. He would very well rather shove a bread knife through his throat than have to live with the immeasurable guilt of knowing he put his family in jeopardy.

In the garden, Allison took a deep breath, letting the sweet, warm air of spring calm her busy mind. She took a moment to appreciate the relaxing ambiance of the great outdoors as she headed back inside after picking some vegetables for dinner. A smile tugged on her lips as she admired the delicate pastel flowers she and the kids planted, just beginning to bloom. She took the time to enjoy the little things in life when she could. It helped her in dealing with the trauma Kit suffered and continued to suffer with. It can be a lot sometimes. But she knows that she has to stay strong for him. She closed her eye's for a moment, letting the air finally escape her lungs as she headed back inside to help Kit.

Greetings from my bedroom Americká, in Vinohrady Prague 2. Today is my last day in Prague, and I’ve spent the entire week packing up and getting ready to head back to LA. 

This past weekend, I was on the Amalfi Coast with my friends from school. We had the most fantastic weekend; it was the perfect end to our time abroad. We spent the weekend enjoying the Italian beaches and reminiscing about our first-weekend trip, all the way to our last. It was a really bittersweet moment - I don’t know when the next time I will be able to travel the world with my best friends with the sole responsibility of school. Maybe never! Scary, scary thought.

When I got home on Sunday, I immediately began moving my clothes from my carry-on to my big suitcase. No need to unpack now! It took me about 2 hours to get all of my clothes, jackets, and shoes squared away into 2 suitcases. It was no easy feat, as I have most definitely taken part in the European thrift shopping scene. 

Throughout the week, I finished up all of my classes. I gave 2 final presentations, wrote my last final papers, and had time to reflect on my academic experiences over this semester. I am officially a senior!! 

My roommate, Caroline, and I have been trying to take advantage of all that Prague has to offer in our last week. We have been roommates since we were freshmen, so the fact that we have just completed our junior year together is really crazy.

Next time you hear from me, I will have just been back in the US for a week. I’m experiencing both sides of my emotions with this - on one hand, I am really excited to have dryers, ice, and my car. On the other hand, I am so grateful for this opportunity, and really don’t want it to end!!

All good things must come to an end, no matter how much you don’t want them to!

Special thanks to my roommates, friends, and Prague for the most AMAZING experience. 

Emily Walker

On The Floor by Jennifer Lopez is really encapsulating my recent week. 

Monday - Wednesday I was in Nice, France Over the trip, we explored a few other towns along the coast, Eze & Menton, and of course, Nice. The ocean was so warm and bright blue, which definitely made me miss living by the beach! The highlights included chocolate croissants, lots of grilled prawns, and perusing shops along the colorful streets. 

On Wednesday night, I flew home to Prague to attend class on Thursday. Thursday afternoon, I flew to Ibiza, Spain, to see 11 of my friends from school. It is the first time this semester that all of my roommates are all together! We spent the days at the beach and the nights enjoying Ibiza’s nightlife. We enjoyed tacos while we watched the sunset and got to catch up about all of our adventures abroad. 

This week, I will be in Prague for 3 days! A bit more than 17 hours, but not much more. Most of my days will be spent in class, but I hope to use my free time to continue exploring Prague!

Emily Walker

Greetings from Nice, France! 

This weekend & week are a bit busy for me. I spent the weekend in Freiburg, Germany, and flew to Nice, France today! I decided to take a trip during the week, as one of my classes got canceled and I don’t have class on Mondays. Prague is still really cold, so I take any opportunity to escape the cold!

Freiburg is a small city in southwest Germany’s Black Forest. My best friend from home (we met in Kindergarten!) is studying there, so I visited her for the weekend. Visiting such a small city was very different from my other trips, so I really enjoyed the break from the busy days that were overwhelmed with sightseeing. We spent the weekend walking through the small streets and hiking in the Black Forest. We ended up having to hike through it again to get to a restaurant for dinner, but it was definitely worth the extra journey.

While I was with my friend Audrey, we really couldn't believe that we were spending the weekend together in Germany. We have been friends since we were 5 years old, and getting to travel the world together had always been a dream of ours.

Today, I flew to Nice to spend a few days in France’s Provence-Alpes-Côte d'Azur. I spent the day lounging around on the beach in Nice before heading to Monte Carlo to try my hand at gambling in the Grand Casino (and let’s just say it was worth the trip). Even though it was a bit cloudy today, it’s hard to get better than enjoying amazing Italian food right on the water. I will definitely be missing this part of being abroad!! 

This week, I’ll only spend 17 hours in Prague. Although I am so excited to be traveling for a lot of the next 2 weeks, the realization that I’m going home soon is setting in. 

Emily Walker

Wow! We finally hit the 1 month left mark of my study abroad semester. I went the entire 11 weeks with no bad travel days, until this week. Looking back, I was definitely being a bitttttt dramatic. I think the exhaustion of traveling every weekend came over me, and my good luck just ran out for a bit. It was time - everything was going tooooo smooth. Until now.

Studying abroad is amazing. You get to travel the world and make new friends, all while getting credits towards your major. What some people don’t tell you is that it gets tiring and stressful! Like every experience, there are both amazing highs and lows. My last 11 blog posts have been showing you the highs of my weekend adventures and everyday life in Prauge, but this week will show you a more realistic day in my life while traveling!

My Friday morning started with a notification that my flight was delayed. I already had a tight (3 minute) connection at the train station to get from the Milan Airport to Florence. After an hour of constantly refreshing the Italo train website to see if a spot had opened up on a later train, I finally found a spot on a train 2 hours later. Stressful and annoying, but figured out.

I got to the airport and my flight was actually pushed up to its original time. I was still nervous about the 3 minute connection, so I spent the entire flight debating if I should reschedule the train back to its original time or just keep the later one. When I landed, the choice was made for me - the original train had no spots left. 

But then! I saw that the original train was delayed and that I could make the connection. I once again spent hours refreshing to wait for a spot to open up. One would appear, and then someone else would buy it first. It was so frustrating. I made the connecting train from the Milan airport to the Milan central train station LITERALLY AS the original train was also pulling in. I raced over to the train and begged a conductor to put me on the train, and he said I was just a few seconds too late - he had just given all of the empty seats to a group of people on the same connecting train who managed to get there first.

Although I still had a seat on the train 2 hours later, the stress of rebooking with the last straw being I was a few seconds too late sent me into tears. I tried to make the best of it and took a cab into Milan to see the Duomo. As you can see, I was not a happy camper. I got some gelato to make up for it, called my mom, and went back to the train station for my later train.

But just wait - it gets worse. I get to the train station (cutting it a little close), and I see that my train is delayed 45 minutes. Just my luck!! 

After 45 minutes, a bag of chips, and a phone charge, I finally made it on my 2 hour train to Florence. I finally got to sit and watch some TV before arriving to my friend’s apartment, with 4 minutes to spare until our dinner reservation. I accidentally lost 8 eyelashes in the process. 

Luckily, I then got to spend an amazing 3 days in Italy with my best friend since I was 3 months old. We ate so much pasta, walked 20,000 steps a day, and saw the Tuscan countryside. Overall, the 9-hour travel day was totally worth it to spend a few amazing days with amazing people and food!

Emily Walker