CHAPTER TEN
Scarlet flew through the night, circling high above her hometown, looking down at all the houses lit up in the darkness. They all looked so cozy from here, a million sparks of light flickering amongst the trees she crossed over. Scarlet imagined the families that must be in these homes, perhaps sitting down for dinner, laughing and enjoying themselves, normal, functional families getting together as they did every night. Perhaps they would have dinner, followed by TV, then homework. Perfect, happy families, without a worry in the world.
Scarlet craved a family like that now more than ever.
She wiped tears away as she thought of her own house, her own family. On the surface they seemed like the perfect family in the perfect town, seemed perfectly functional; yet she felt as i
