Chapter 4
“There are things in this world we can control, and things we cannot. For instance, I can control me. I can control how I react in situations or to people. Aaaand that’s pretty much all I can control. So really, it’s a crap deal. Life, that is. It’s crap, I react crappy, and then I die. The end. I know. I’m a ball of sunshine.” ~ Lizzy
Lizzy’s boots crunched against the dried leaves as she paced, her restless energy crackling in the cool night air. She’d needed a break from the inside of the sprite compound, a break from the quietness that had settled over the place since practically everyone had left. Okay, not everyone. And it wasn’t totally quiet. But with everyone else—specifically Jen, Myanin, and Heather—gone, there was simply a hum of volume, instead of boisterous voices
