Across the room sat a girl and her sister, their mother away at the grocery. They sat without urgency, or a want for speed, as if one could kill them and they wouldn't care. She sat in her red band tee, lumberjack flannel, and white Chuck Taylor converse lows. The clear plastic envelope strapped around her neck in a loose necklace was the electric collar on the free-range feline. The noose held tight to her runaway heart. The silence became deafening, though one could tell she longed to be gone, but at home. The road unraveled, untraveled be her name-sake. She was...
All I ever wanted.
