Lost Creek Hollow Redemption

"What if there are no more good things to look forward to?" Sarah asked rhetorically, annoyed and jealous for a moment because Gannet apparently had something in his life that she did not. He could lift his head up and see road paved with golden bricks and great things ahead. She, on the other hand, was in a perpetual mist conditions, where a day, when she could see just a little further than her toes was a succesful one.

"I can't return to the past and it has been months now and I can't seem to fit in here either. Then, where exactly I should be?" she voiced one of the many questions that were tormenting her mind and, since her companion seemed to have insight and answers, she expected to hear something wise from him now as well to brush it off as useless at the same moment. 

"Too much self-pity, eh?" she added after a while with a crooked grin. Irony of life was glaring.