Sophia-- dazed and confused--a thin little thing with a light brown bob floating just below her ears, thin and delicate. (Her eyes great silver marbles.) She questioned all that shifted and twisted around her and often collected dead mice floating atop the water's green surface. She combed dry their damp, knotted fur before placing their plump bodies inside plastic bags where they stared at her with empty, expressionless eyes. Sophia walked into the house with a dirt-smeared forehead, tugging along a peculiar smell.