Grief creeps, like a snake, into our hearts when we loose someone close to us. But it's not death we loose them to. Its the fact that they don't want us anymore. __ Evelyn isn't your normal story book character. She holds curves, but most in the wrong places. Her eyes are a dull brown. Her voice lost long ago. But she...
I nod. But I glance back at the girl, who is now bouncing around. Cameron notices and whispers in my ear,"That is Rachel Wild. She is captain of the guard, and a senior like us. Rachel is actually a good friend of mine." I smile,"Could you introduce me later on?"
Isn't it funny how one minute your fine, then the next, you can't even remember who you are?
