LiquidFaeStudios

  She wasn’t crazy. She knew she  wasn’t. Well at least, most of the time she did. Then there were moments like  this when she wondered, which is what spurred her to repeat that reassurance in  her head. She wasn’t crazy.  The roads were a bit icy today,  so the troubled girl drove with caution down the busy city street. It was 7:30,  she had worked late again. Her stomach growled, reminding her that all she’d  had for lunch was a small homemade ham sandwich and a tea… and that had been  nearly 6 hours ago. She considered stopping for fast food on the way home, but  quickly changed her mind when she remembered