twisted

A secret.

Although

Raven seemed to have typical interests, she was keeping a dark secret from her therapist. She chose to remain silent whenever possible, fearing that her grandmother, younger brother, and

best friend would be lost because of this twisted secret. It could leave her like the missing girl in the forest or the overused toy on the side of the road.

This secret held the truth about her parents' disappearance, including where, when, and what happened, as well as who was involved. The entire vile, twisted, and nasty truth was contained within this secret.

"Raven where'd you go, it's time to go!"

Grandma, such a perfectionist, the epiphany of fantastic, gentle elderly woman who loved her family. Well, that was until her daughter found Mr. Crank. Mr. Crank being meth of course. Ma wasn't the only one with a fondness for crystals though.

Pa was a geologist, he wasn't quite up there with the father of geology, James Hutton, but he was well respected around in our small city of Hico, Texas. I mean with a population of 1,400 who wouldn't be?

"I'm in my room, I'll be right down!" Of course, we both knew what I really meant was "I'm in my room, I'll be down when I feel like it!" Which wasn't gonna be for another few hours.

"Come on, I know you don't want to go, but you have to sweetheart. It's the only way you'll get closure with what happened with Lyra and John."

Damn it. She had to bring up Ma and Pa, and that lame excuse to get me to go to therapy to see that damned psychiatrist. Her name is Lisa, I won't deny that after our sessions together I feel some relief, even though I know that Lisa doesn't care about me or anything to do with getting our family the help we need. All she thinks about is the few Benjamins she gets from our weekly sessions.