A/N: Hi dreamers, just a friendly note that there is some violence coming up so if that's not your cup of tea please skip.
Love n' stars, Cambria Covell
Seventy-Two
Penelope Peters
The first week of school was over, and I had a test in biology. I kept on pulling out my flashcards, memorizing definitions. I wanted to do anything else besides focus on the task at hand. Arwen was beside me, oohing and awing over everything in the room. The wedding dresses, that is. Marjorie Redford, Harkin’s Mother, had come into the city to help. She was an intimidating, redhaired Irish woman with strong Catholic sensibilities. She kept a rosary in her purse and would start praying whenever she thought someone was going to be damned.
She hadn’t done it to me yet. No, for me
