★Anastasia★
The grocery store wasn’t crowded, which was unusual for this time of the afternoon. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, which cast a dull glow on the rows of canned goods and fresh produce. I moved through the aisles as I mindlessly picked up the few things I needed before I headed toward the checkout line. It was then that I saw her. Aunt Eloise. It wasn’t usual for me to see her around town, and I smiled as I made a move to greet her. However, as I stepped forward, someone else stepped into view. My breath hitched, and my heartbeat thundered in my ears. It was my mother. No, it couldn’t be. Could it? My mother – Eleanor – had disappeared with my father – Aaron – so long ago that this felt so unreal. I had never met her, obviously, but I had seen pictures of her. In fact,
