“Sorry,” I stutter. “It’s just that…she’s describing my life.” In response to this statement, Lucy watched me coolly, her head slightly tilted to one side. It made me uncomfortable. Annabelle likes things to be ordered. Like color coded calendar ordered. So when her parents announce that they are separating the selling the family home, Annabelle’s perfectly ordered life becomes decidedly disordered. To make matters worse, Annabelle discovers that her entire life, ordered and disordered is actually just a character plot written and controlled by […]
Literally not what I hoped it would be.
Literally by Lucy Keating

