Avaline Bradburn was quiet, not the type of quiet you're thinking. She was not bookish, respectful, and silent. She was an angry quiet, a version of quiet that was hiding something. Her gray eyes pierced everything she looked at and the only happy looking part of her was the bright yellow hair that was on her head. Her silence was thunderous, like being submerged in the water while a storm raged just above the surface. So yes, Avaline Bradburn was quiet, but her quiet was deafening.All Rights Reserved