“What do you think happened?” she asked as she gazed up.

“I don’t know, maybe errosion,” he shrugged.

“Ya, but it looks like it is new, and i aced science class to know that erosion can take a little time.”

“Maybe its an artistic piece. Artists come up eith some pretty wierd stuff.”

“Hey,” he yelled, “I thought you said you loved my art.”

“I do, but its still kind of weird.” Her face was telling a different story.

“Why are we married again,” he questioned.

She just smiled. “Because you love me. Now let’s see if anyonw knows what happened,” she said as she dragged him into the crowd.