Never Enough

It wasn't enough.

The branches slapped against my arm, grazing my skin.

It still wasn't enough.

I still felt like her. I still felt like the hopeless, trembling mess of a girl who had sank to her knees that day in Oakhurst. I still felt fear in a way I'd never felt before.

I still felt powerless, still felt weak.

My steps got faster as my desperation mounted.

This was the answer. It had to be.

Win