"And again, I say so? They are like my parents, look like my parents and have a daughter who's like me. Why can't I go home again? And for the record, my parents already thought that I was insane because I left a Christian university to go to a secular one. Them thinking that I'm crazy would be pretty much normal," she said, nodding. "I just need to get out and go back to school."
She raised an eyebrow. "So you admit that she's a crazy killer who scares--" She waved in his direction, making a face. "So-called detectives, and that's supposed to make me feel better?"
Savannah crossed her arms in front of her and tapped her foot. "I want to go home. How hard is it to book me a plane and give me an ID? They brought me here from Tennessee, they can send me back. I'll be more than happy to listen all the way to the airport. Would you care to arrange for that?"