LACEY'S POV
Lunch was troubled with all those explanations. We ate so fast that we could barely taste the food. I wasn't happy, and I was sure the others weren't either. All for the past, all Clementine's fault. Now I understood Carl a little more; I mean, his pack looked terrible. I wondered how painful it had been for him to have to leave his family and see them think he was doing something wrong, even though he had been banished. From what Helga had told me, Carl had suffered enough with all the controversial things that had happened to him, and it was only right that he should have a happy life with Helga. I felt bad about being the reason for this.
I needed to call my parents again. I should let them know I was going as soon as possible. I wasn't ready, Martin wasn't ready, and Henr
