like any normal fifth grader, i prefer my villains to be evil and stay that way, to act like dracula rather than frankenstein's monster, who ruined everything by handing that peasant girl a flower. he sort of had made up for it by drowning her a few minutes later, but, still you couldn't look at him the same way again
david sedaris
Chapter Forty-One:
For the first time for them, the sun sparkles down on the snow. Celeste cheered as she ran with her wingspan opened. She jumped and spin, making the other following laughing and chuckling at the little girl's happiness.
"Celeste," Susan called out, a smile on her face. The first since the death of her sister. "Save your energy."
Celeste only laughed, jumping and disappearing in the snow. She quickly jumped back up, snow melting in her ha
