"Goodness, but she has come undone," Brooke said. "Either that, or she's finally realized the error of her ways and is embracing her swampy, trailer trash roots." She smiled thinly.

"We're not friends, she and I, as you may have surmised." They weren't enemies either. "We merely attended the same institute for a short amount of time." Though Alisa had barely lasted a week, and Brooke was still there. "She didn't have what it took to make things work." She didn't even need to explain further. Jerrard would have seen for himself how unhinged of a person Alisa was. "I'd say she has issues, but really, she puts the New Hampshire Gazette to shame." Considering it was the oldest newspaper still in print. Lots of issues there, too.