Lorelei Holden sat on the dock near her house, looking out towards the horizon at sunrise, the sky burning with pink surprise glory.
The bruises on her arms and scars on her heart were healing, but she knew they'd be reopened, if only Elizabeth hadn't left her.
She looked out, seeing the sun through teary eyes and prayed slowly, "Lord, if you're real, bring my sister back home. Or take me away. Please..."
"Lorelei, we gotta go to school!," Royce called out, her brother was the only person who understood her. She took one last definitive look and headed out.