I look around me, the feeling of false security wrapping around me like a thick and uncomfortable blanket. I was on unsafe ground and every fiber of my being told me this. I'm not sure if it was the woman by my side, who started giving instructions to everyone around, or just the overall anxiety of being so close to the gate, to a freedom I can only dream about. Where was I going to go? Where would a still healing, still getting the hang of herself, mother go without her child?
Caspian… The thought of him makes me even more unsettled. Was he well? Was he safe?
Just as I think of it, I notice someone approaching us. All my flight instincts kick in, but when I notice the bundle of blankets, I get up and walk forward. The maid slips the child into my arms and tears overwhelm me. As they s
