Lost Creek Hollow Time is life itself

"It is not one particular thing," Sarah shrugged. "I am..." she paused and looked up, thinking about the right description. How could you correctly describe dualism - she was a loner, she felt good in her own company and at the same time she had enjoyed being among her nuclear family members. Welcoming new faces had been difficult for her then and perhaps it was her problem now as well. 

"I do not like pretense. This mish-mash of people here pretending to be one big, happy family... it is contrary to everything I grew up with," she explained, though the right word still were nowhere to be found. "There are so many things that are expected from you and I am afraid to show that I simply do not care about any of them," she said with a furrowed brow.

And suddenly her sullen expression brightened up and she began to laugh: "I guess I have not recovered from being queen once."