Once they were gone and my crying had dried up, the mood in the room shifted. After I freshened up by cleaning the mess of my makeup from my face, we all sat at the table as though we could just resume a sense of normalcy. Nothing felt normal and nothing felt right.
Nothing at all. I found myself having an internal pity party, wishing my life could have been any shade of normal. I would have taken the most boring life in existence over the life that Court had thrusted me into. And while I didn't ask Lori what she was thinking, I could see from the look on her face that she was equally miserable. She would probably agree that normalcy and mundaneness would have been better than anything we were going through.
