Final choices

~Laney~

I was tired of it; tired of the running and hiding. This was the mess I created, with the help of Casmir of course. But the aftereffects of my actions I was going to have to live with for the rest of my life. My thoughts went to Skips, and Harrison, and I sighed. I already knew what I was going to have to do. But the thing would be HOW, and WHEN, especially since Daphne giving the speech about not wanting to give me up. But maybe that was the best option. As I sat on the cement floor, with Whisp's head on my lap, I brushed a strand of her hair from her face. The scarred side had healed since then, and she trembled, before settling down. I didn't think I could get so close to this group the way I did. And that's why it was time for me to go back.

~Jabez~