Hope
I was on my way to see Mr. Maculky to recap on the court case and what I would expect from Scar’s lawyer. I didn’t like the sound of him already. I parked the jeep outside and got out closing the door and striking in with my head held high. These last few months have been torturous with Scar hurling abuse at me down the phone cause he wanted me to forget about the divorce and we could work things through over my dead body.
If none of this went to plan I was resigning my post at the camp I feel dejected and embarrassed.
I can’t believe he was doing it all in front of my face behind closed doors, only feet away with the girls in the camp somewhere as old as I was when I came here it made me cringe and made me physically sick, which I had been often like I had been this morning, go
