Dead is the New Alive
Prelude
For six years she had made this place her home. But that part of her life was over now. It wasn’t safe hear anymore, she had to leave. Sad, blue eyes gazed down at the plain ticket clutched tightly in her pale, delicate hands.
FORKS AIRPORT 4:00pm
She sighed and took one last, longing look at her beloved England and then dutifully followed her father as they boarded the plane.
