Water is life. She hoped it was so as she splashed a generous amount onto her face. Clueless as to the direction life was taking her, Cindy stared in the mirror. Carol had been a useful and effective option, until she wasn't. They had ended their morning interaction on not so amicable terms. Cindy was a messy and confused ball of rage rolling down a hill, flattening whoever was in the way. A rolling ball of rage set rolling by the actions of one she never thought would be capable of such. It is hard to trust in this life, even trusting oneself is at one's own risk.
Cindy has dismissed Carol claiming she was a useless woman playing dress up with the aid of fancy words. All because she had asked where she would lay her head tonight not offering a solution.
