Firefly Glen Take you like a drug;

Tit for tat. She dreaded as much when she had said "yes" out of selfish curiosity. His energy brought a ghost of a smile to her features. 

Time, she said, shoulders lifted in a light shrug. It felt right. Home had stopped feeling like home, so now I look for a new one.

Comparatively, her life was more dull. She preferred it that way. At least, she thought so. Better than sticking out like a sore thumb. Better than reliving painful memories. If she never thought of it all, then none of it ever happened.

I'm not so interesting.