Chapter 52

• SANDRA
• "I swear to the Goddess, if that Millicent Sawyer bitch breathes near me one more time, I’m going to rip her lungs out and hang them on a goddamn tree."
• Taylor giggled beside me like I just recited the finest poetry ever written. Of course she did. She lived for this kind of drama. We were sitting on a flat rock near the edge of the stream, my boots were off, soaking my toes in freezing water from all the stupid dirt viewing we did this morning.