Discovering Carrie
Carrie stood naked in her bathroom, robe on the floor around her feet. She stared into the mirror as if it might reveal the answer to the question that was nagging at the back of her mind. She shrugged it off, shaking her hair loose of its band letting it cascade over her shoulders, stepping towards the shower she said ‘I’ll talk to her tomorrow, she must be able to help.’ The she Carrie was talking about was her roommate and best friend Evian. They had known each other for almost all their lives, kindergarten all the way through high school and even following each other to this dry, hot hell hole of a university in Phoenix. She let the cold water wash over her, nothing but cold would do the heat outside was oppressive …