Normalcy, was not a word recognized by Zita. Her entire life was nothing, if not abnormal. Her family, herself, her entire existence, all of it; unnatural. Yet, to her it was nothing but the truth of her actuality. Such, was her life-making it to her normal, as she knew nothing else. Still, it was what made her whom and what she was... a hybrid Roman; a witty, silver tongued young man with an average life. He looked forward to finishing High School...