"I do not know what to tell you Mrs King. I have done as you asked. It is not my fault you dislike the results of your own decisions." The woman before me blinked rapidly, "My decisions? No I never decided any of this!" "...But you asked. What is known cannot be forgotten. It was your decision to peruse that lead to your pain." Abruptly she stood, her perfectly manicured fingers drumming on the tile counter, "no Delilah. I come to you because I need advice to give my husband to better our future. I pay you for that and that alone!" I sighed, "you do not. I am not here to tell you what you desire. I tell you what I see. I tell you what simply is and what will be." She started to pace, like some trapped animal. "I don't understand! because I found you we were saved from bankruptcy, you have never lead me astray and you have never told me something so terrible!" "Nothing so...terrible has shown itself to me before that concerns you." She shook her head, "tell me how to fix it!" "you cannot." "Now Delilah!" "You cannot. The boy will die." ~~ Delilah is a quiet girl, a seer who works for a wealthy woman by the name of Mrs. King. And then she tells her what no mother wants to hear. When the future isn't what Delilah is supposed to say. her life changes in a way not even she saw coming.

Cry and his younger brother, Shy, move into a new apartment, seeking independence and wanting to experience life. Although their new place looked a little....odd neither of them questioned it. That is, until they run-in to a certain resident...Pewds. As Pewds and Cry grow closer, the past Pewds has desperately buried begins to creep up again. Some things just can't be forgotten. Warnings: The use of alcohol and the mention of drugs.

Pewds was excited to go to a new camp with his friends, one his parents suggested. His positive attitude keeps him ignorant to the fact that he might have been sent to the wrong camp. Not only the wrong one, but a camp for delinquents. Pewds tries his best to survive the place, but will meeting Cry, the 'baddest of them all' make things worse? Or will it make things just a little more bearable?