Even after a shorter flight time, I would have thought that jet lag wouldn’t exist. Waiting by the front doors of the airport for our ride to the next hotel I thought this would be the perfect time to ask questions about why we we’re here instead of looking for Edgar.
“Why are we stuck in a state such as Wyoming? There is nothing in the rural parts except empty fields.” I ask, turning to look at Calypso, watching her gaze freeze over as she debated over something internally.
“We are here, because Edgar is looking for allies among the families of the people I….” She trailed off, shaking her head, “If I told you everything, surely you would agree with Edgar about me being a monster.” She finished looking at her feet, as her red hair fell into her face.
“I don’t think I could ever picture,
