Courage for Goals

Chapter 13- The Possibilitie

 She thought of all the possibilities of what could have happened to her mom. "Did she find someone to stay with? Is she going through thirst,hunger,coldness, or by abuse? Or most importantly did she get killed while trying to find safety"?

She got inside her office looking at the map on that white plain white board. She sticked a pushpin right in the place her mom had been killed. She looked at it for a couple of minutes and looked for close be safety locations. She put three pushpins in the goddamn whiteboard.

She went driving to the first one and told Julio she might go late to the house. He was a little disappointed. Because he felt she was getting to obsessed with her mom's case. I mean maybe she was but it was her mom. The woman who gave her the life that she has now. The one who offer her shoulder every time she needed to cry. Hugged her when her one and only relationship had come her big part of her life. She felt lonely and useless.

She got to the safe house. It was a little house with a dark green color. Smoke coming out of the chimney. It smelled glorious. It smelled like strawberry pie with hot cocoa. It reminded of her home. When she use to live with her mom. So many memories came back to her mind. She knocked on the door. Hard. She couldn't control her anger and urge for the fight she had gotten into.