“Go on! Tell the world how many lives you can save! They won’t care!”
“I don’t care.”
“I’m telling you, girl, it’ll be a very hard life for you.”
“I don’t care what you say. Anyway, I’d better be going.”
“Well, whatever suits you then. Off you go, now.”

She grabbed her journal, slamming the door shut. Behind her, the step-mother was staring blankly at the knob.