Dawn of a New Day
A new day dawns, and the third person within my household finally awakens.
On the small and comfy bed that I had left her in, Christina looks around the bedroom and takes in her new surroundings. She wonders where she currently is, as the last thing that she remembers is sitting in the car with me, being driven away from her home, at least what she had believed to be her home.
It wasn't really her home. It never was, as Christina had never lived there with her mother.
Her mother did not remember her, as it has been so many years already, actually more than four years to be exact. Her mother did not even recognize her voice due to having only heard it electronically via international phone calls in the past four years, and those phone calls were not very often either.
The last one is months ago.