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lillian turned around slowly walking toward the house her snow white hair flowing freely behind her. her mother stood in the kitchen cooking the mush that they would call dinner tonight. it was a warm tasteless mess that seemed to linger in her throat. 

“you really shouldn’t linger outside the people already think the worst of you.”

she said with her back to her daughter, still cooking the mush.

“then why should i care?” lillian replied her voice holding a slight rasp , but still alowing the air to whisper it through the home. her mother, anira, turned around her lifeless grey eyes seeing more of lillian than any person with normal sight could.

“because they are wrong you are just like the rest of them simply more outspoken. you are inlakar”

Reviews

[Prritiy]

nice continuation.....

[Amaya Sullivan]

I love Lillian's attitude so far. I believe everything is coming together slowly but surely. The flow is very smooth thus far as well.

[marie]

she's got some spunk i'll give her that:) i am so glad you like her thank you:)

[A.j. Dru]

Again, I think this could be part of the same chapter as the first two. I don't see any need in breaking it up at this point.

[Ashley G.]

What's 'inlakar' mean?

[marie]

it tells you in the next chapter:)

[Ashley G.]

Oh thanks...

[marie]

no problem:)