Carina's life is affected greatly if not negatively by her facial flaws, as nobody wants much to do with her. Yet, they say don't judge a book by its cover.

   In a world where physical appearances are highly revered she finds herself struggling to keep up with these preferences which gets worse when she decides to take a job in the city, the melting pot of cultures-much to her father's chagrin.

  A few new people in her life, a wicked twist of envy and deceit and that's all it takes for her world to start crumbling all around her.

  Can she weather the storms that threatens to drown her therein and will her faith be rekindled along the line or will she lose it entirely?

Scar Red

As Susan and her entourage—my terrorists—passed by, I held my breath beside Bambi. Fear clasped my throat in a deathly grip yet nothing happened, just like the other times. Ever since Evelynn dealt with them, things have been less consternating—serene even. 


Not even as much as a glance from Susan or any of them. To sum it all up, everyone was pretty much minding their business...but I knew better than to just relax and take my guard down. 


"So, now we're both done with our chores, I'm headed to the kitchen to go ruffle Bert a little bit. Might as well grab a snack while I'm at it, you coming?" She inquired. 


When I shook my head, she said, "Oh I know what you're planning to do," she giggled. "You should give yourself a break from the nut business, Scar." 


Yes, Bambi was onto me from day one. She pestered me so much that I had to let her in on what I'd been doing in the West wing. 


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