Mosquitoes, Trees and Hidden Places

I see mosquitoes everywhere. They latch onto those who look good enough to pierce into. They are not bad people, these mosquitoes. But, I cannot stand them. I will never repeat my past, but it will come back to haunt me.

My name is Hanna Bloom and I come from a place where mosquitoes flood the streets. They hover around others and learn their secrets. But, I am only afraid of those who bite. I am afraid of those like Quinn, and my father.