Rukelion was getting progressively more frustrated with his apparent lack of progress as the weeks passed even though he was now a semi-established person in this world. He knew the basics of mathematics, science, the English language, and social studies. He could drive. And, as of today, he had a job.
It didn't feel like enough. He had already been here for over a month. A horrible, miserable month.
He had to share a space with the person he hated most and rely on her for help. His nightmares were unceasing so he hadn't gotten a proper night's rest since before losing Daisy. Worst of all, everything he saw made him think of her.
This was the world she had grown up in. The world that had rejected her. She had told him quite a bit about it but nothing she said could have prepared him for everything he had seen since coming here.
