I’d trusted her my whole life, or, her’s anyway, since she was younger than me, and it was only recently that id begun to doubt her allegiance.

Always, I’ve confided in her, and her alone, and it was that confidence that first caused me to be suspicious of her.

It the was the conversation i overheard between my mother and the governor last night. They were on the phone, and i never would have been the wiser if i hadnt heard her say my name before I walked into the room.

“Do you really think Becca is a problem? I mean, I know she’s different, and Michelle thinks she’s a total nutjob, but is that really necessary?” My hand was on the knob, and I slowly shut the door without a sound. Walking back up the stais, careful not to step on the middle so they wouldn’t creak, i made it up to my room. I picked up the other phone and muted it so I could hear them, but they couldn’t hear me.

“-asked about religion the other day. She knows too much. According to Michelle, she has the potential to be a threat.”