Who Needs a Dream? Who Needs Ambition?

Sookie's gaze grew slightly unfocused as she fingered the black knight piece, attracted to it only because it seemed to be the most recognizable out of all of the pieces. Was a happy ending something that she would ever be able to hold in her own hands? She wasn't willing to bet on it. Time after time, something seemed to get in the way of happiness for her in Bon Temps, and although she was loath to think that the island would be similarly chaotic, it was hard to be that optimistic when it had just recently thrown her among the dinosaurs without warning or preamble.

"There are days when I feel like I'd settle for just a peaceful endin'," Sookie remarked with a sigh. "Not that I don't enjoy bein' blissfully happy, but sometimes it hurts twice as much to have it torn away."