âLetters..?â Alice was half listening, just watching the girl pacing was making her tired. She sighed as Mindy finally stopped, âProbably planting some illegally substances in our rooms.â she said casually.
âTo my mother.â She was worried about saying anything else in case someone was listening. Usually Mindy was optimistic, but lately she was becoming more and more of a realist with everything that was going on. âDo you have anything...?â She whispered.











