Isobel + FAMILY
Sitting quietly at the lake was her daily routine before she had to go back to reality. The serenity of it all gave her hope that the terror she had to go through would be something of her past, but it never really became history. Isobel brought her knees up to her chest, resting her chin on top of her kneecaps, completely oblivious to the footsteps that neared her until a hand was placed on her shoulder. She screamed as she felt the touch, but once she saw the owner of the hand’s face, she calmed down. “Oh, it’s just you. Sorry.”
[ b-saltzman + cristinasaltzman + rick-saltzman ]









