Morning peaked around; Anabel was the first one up. She felt pretty good; she took her shower and got dressed. She went into the kitchen, but there was no one there. She looked around to see if she could find something to eat, once she found something she liked she sat down at the kitchen table.
Michael walked into the kitchen; he was surprised to see Anabel sitting by herself. “Good morning Anabel how are you feeling?” he said getting himself some coffee and then joining Anabel at the table.
“I’m doing alright, how are my twins?” she said taking a bite of cereal. “Can I see them one last time before I leave again?”
“No.” Michael said drinking his coffee. “I mean they are no longer here, and it would take a while to get them
