I hate being forced to tell the truth, and to speak what shouldn't be spoken, too. But could everyone at least make some attempt to keep the arguments that ensue out of the streets, or from public screaming? There were two women yelling in the car lot near the stables today. I had to break it up because they were scaring the horses. I have never heard half of the insults they used.
I miss my princess. And my world. But I feel as if I might not miss it as much as I should.