Thoughts about Grace fading... Fading... Fading... RISING! Fading... Gonna claim gone.
At some point, I will be required by law to draw tiny Ashley and girly Elliot on the sofa cuddling to make up for how things are going here. I feel this is ultimately what makes sense for the story and the characters, but I can imagine pitchforks.
Maybe not torches?
Oh, who am I kidding. There will be torches. But maybe not LIT torches? Nah, they're probably lit.