A Deceiving Passion

The Gypsy that Remains

As soon as Monday rolled around, Stevie was rather excited about her lunch date with the girls, her new friends.

Since she had been in Greenland, and since she had kind of dropped Denise and Amanda as friends, she was focusing more on her children and she rarely even went out to meet people. It was kind of a match made in heaven to run into some new friends, even if they were her very good, old friends that she didn't know about.

She had decided after all, that the red hair in her dream probably had to do with attaining ambitions and such things, it made her happy; she felt like she had truly met the right people at the right time, even if she wasn't exactly sure she seen Sharon in her dream or not.

Everything that she saw in her dream was as though she was watching a movie, the scene focused on herself and Lori although she knew other people were around, but simply couldn't make them out. Nor did she actually remember that well.

She was a vivid dreamer, but since the accident, she was struggling to remember them as much so she really allowed them to take her over when she did remember, such as the one with Lori and possibly Sharon.

Just as Stevie looked at herself in the mirror, she decided that her outfit was satisfactory for a simple lunch; leggings, boots that went to her knees that also had an average sized heel, and an over sized sweater that was cashmere and had a slight V-neck. Though her jewelry was rather minimal, nothing could exactly take away from diamond ring on her left hand. Her hair was straight, but ever so voluminous and he makeup was no different than the day either women met her; she looked like Stevie, plain and simple.

"Maya, I'm gonna head out," she mentioned, grabbing her purse as she exited her bedroom and carefully made her way down the stairs in her home. As she entered the foyer, she slipped into her long overcoat and she took her time.

Soon enough, her sister in-law entered with Sofia running right alongside her to keep up.

"Mom, no go from me," the little girl whined, hugging her leg with a sense of anxiety.

"Oh, no, baby..." she squatted down in order to be level with her two and a quarter year old. "Mommy's gonna be right back, I promise. I won't be gone long," she stuck her pinky finger out. "I'll pinky promise you..."

Maya couldn't help but smirk, watching as the two seamlessly interacted.

From day one, Sofia was utterly attached to the woman and it was the children that probably pained the doctor's sister the most, when the singer found out that the family wasn't really hers, the children weren't biologically hers. She feared the worst for all of them, especially Stevie with as attached as she was to the kids.

It did seem that because Sofia was the only little girl in the house, they had a special connection, but little did they actually know what a humanitarian Stevie was; she was a magnet to babies and animals and that didn't really surprise them considering she was also a mother in her real life.

"Okay..." the baby pouted, trying to hook her little finger with her mother's as best as she could.

"Mommy's gonna be in and out, okay?" she kissed her cheek, hugging her ever so firmly as a sense of security before looking her baby right in the eyes. "Is that okay with you, my love?"

She shrugged.

She smirked, standing tall as she reached for her bag again. "I think you're auntie has some fun things planned."

"Yep," Maya agreed. "We have that new puzzle. Auntie brought you some snacks..." she then knelt down and she opened her arms to the child. "We have a lot to do."

She nodded, content with her aunt, although she did seem to focus her attention on her mom still.

"See, baby, all is well. I promise I won't be gone long." She then resituated her hair from being stuck under her coat by flipping the length of it. "Thanks for watching her, I appreciate it."