The Flower Girl

TEN

Several days later...

I don't know where I was, but I was happy I was. 

The building had about 30 kids. Ages like me, younger, and older.

The walls were bright, the kids looked happy, playing with each other. I sat on my bunk bed, thinking how much I missed Tommy. 

It's been about 3 days in here, I got a fresh new pair of clothes that fit me just right. My Flower was inside my pocket, safe.

One of the caretakers, Sarah, walked in and whispered into my ear, "I have a surprise for you." I leaned back at her breath. I looked at her like she was crazy. She giggled, "C'mon."

She took me down a few corridors and we entered a room brighter than the one I was in, "Toddler Care" read the door.

She opened the door and she lead me in, not saying anything. I was confused. Why am I here, several toddler kids. I looked at her and back at the kids, and that is when I spotted you.

Tommy.

He was playing with a bunch of toy cars. No one else was playing with him. I gasped, tears starting to form, "But how? Why now?" I smiled widely. "He was transported here," she nudged my arm, "seems like they forgot he had a sister,"

I ran to Tommy and left Sarah at the door. "Hey Tommy!" I shouted and hugged him tightly, He smiled and laughed, "Kat!" except it sounded like "Kads" because of his lisp. Several minutes we just sat next to each other. I had an arm around him as he played. I could have never done this with momma and papa.

"Where is mama? Daddy?" He suddenly asked. He genuinely looked worried. I opened my mouth to speak, but never mind that, 

I don't want him to know. 

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Sarah walked into my room and tapped my shoulder. I stopped drawing in my journal and looked up at her, "Yes?"

"I have news!" She smiled. 

The last time someone told me 'news' I ended up here. So would it be bad news or good news? I couldn't take anymore bad news.