[ Sharon grew up with her nose in books, too. For her, it was a necessity—her only escape from the constant stress of being on the run. Art and books. It must be a loner thing. Or a loner-nerd thing. ]

Eh, I'm starting to lose feeling in my nose and fingertips but I kind of don't want to go in just to sit in a cold apartment. Out here, it's cold but it's nice; pretty and new. [ And not dark and boring. No power, no running water, nothing. ]