<strong><em>Shayla Murrow - Post office w/Chelsea</em></strong>____________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Shayla followed behind Chelsea admiring the architectural details of the old building and wishing she'd brought her camera inside. She listened to the two in front of her chattering easily about pass keys and lockers, waving off Roger's appology with a smile of understanding.<br/><br/>When he was gone, Shayla waited for Chelsea to gather the mail from the box..laughing sympathetically as the girls arms became overloaded with mail. Attempting to lighten the load, Shayla relieved Chelsea of half of her burden and smile brightly "Hey, I can work wonders with junk mail!" she joked "It makes great art!"