Kiley looked out the airplane window. She was on her way to Boston, back to people who wouldn’t betray her, people she could trust, people like her brother.

When she found out what Sarah had done, what she had destroyed, she had had enough. Never trust a reformed…well a reformed ANYTHING ! she thought to herself as she fought back tears.

She had left quickly, she didn’t tell anyone where she was going. She had asked her landlord to put everything in storage that she couldn’t take with her. She’d hire a moving company later to pick up her things and bring them to Boston. She didn’t want anyone, especially Sarah, following her.

She sighed. It wasn’t like her to run away—to start over in this way. But what could she do? At least she still had her self-respect, and her brother would get her a job once she was in Boston. Maybe it was for the best, after all.