I needed to take a rest, and there were so many things going on that it was confusing for me to simply focus on one of them. I had previously seen my pups, which made me feel a lot more ladylike about myself, but it still scared me to think that I had been gone for so long, and the recollection of what I witnessed made me fearful of everything I did.
During the five months while I was sleeping, I witnessed everything they did.
I had no idea where Wanda went, but I remained in her body, and she evidently died.
I'd like to question her now if she can speak like any other person.
But will her responses make me feel protected, or will they only raise more questions than answers?
I dreaded not knowing that it was killing me on the inside not to ask the question.
My grandmother had die
