(Thank you for being patient with me.And I'm much better. We Hit T1! Help me get T2!!! I love you my readers)
As Corral walked on ahead back to where the horses had been kept, she kept on wondering if she was imagining it all.
She kept on praying to herself that this intact was nothing but a bad dream.
A nightmare she wanted to wake up from by the snap of her fingers.
But she couldn't.
This was in fact reality.
It was like even in death her sister had come to haunt her.
After all these years? Why hadn't she ever come back.
If she didn't drown then how come she had somehow resurfaced.
They had searched everywhere for her body and couldn't even find it.
She started to rake her hair and bite her finger nails.
This was bad.
This was really bad.
