Chapter 33Ashley
I SENSED THAT I'd nearly reached the top of a high hill, about to see into the distance, to know how my journey would continue. Or end. School slipped into familiar routine that made waiting tolerable. I had succeeded in changing my new world to suit my worldview. If I were truly and forever stuck here, life wouldn't be so bad, except that a possible abrupt end still lingered. The girls had proven to be assets, as well as great organizers. It occurred to me that possibly some traits were ingrained, no matter what universe people lived in. Even George remarked how the atmosphere had changed.
Despite record-setting snowfalls, winter loosened its grip. The poet said, “Can Spring be far behind?” And the day came when the hint of green arrived, replacing the no-longer-welcome
