Fifty-Five: RowynWhen I walked out of the building, finally free, I was attempting to let that morning go. What Jared and I discussed, added to what Mr. Hyllar said, struck a chord in me, anyway. I couldn't fight with everyone who disagreed with me. I wasn't going to change them.
I made my way to Reed's car when I realized there was a small blond creature standing in front of him. It took my breath away for the smallest of seconds, because at first glance, it was Rose. My heart constricted when I accepted it wasn't, and again when I saw who it was- Amy. I picked up the pace as I pulled my jacket tighter around me against the bite of the air. This girl has zero boundaries. Her French manicured hand was placed on Reed's arm, just below his shoulder. All of my lovely thoughts of pacifism eva
