fade away

I got a letter from my friend Eliza who was almost killed in the Zahrville College bombing back in May. She said she is able to use all her limbs again, but she's terrified of going outside. She thanked me for writing her, but informed me that this would probably be our last correspondence for a long time, as she and her family were about to flee to Camp 6. They waited in Zahrville while she healed, but as soon as she was back to almost normal, they packed up and left.

She expressed how lucky my family was for leaving early. I know we made the right decision, but part of me wishes we had tried to tough it out back home. I miss Zaharia, I really do.