-Bella-
I didn’t accept Mary’s offer to take me home or to stay with them. I couldn’t. Not with my mother in that state, reminding me of everything we had lost. What we both had lost and what I was desperate to recover, but all I had was a necklace in my pocket. That was it, and anyone could have dropped it—anyone.
My father had the largest pack. It felt like searching for a needle in a haystack. So, I didn’t stay for dinner or any longer. Instead, I walked home as the day gradually grew darker. I was so absorbed in my own thoughts that I hardly noticed the fading light.
I climbed the staircase and entered my quiet home. People were either gathered in the dining room or had gone to bed early. It was hard to tell, or maybe I was just so shocked by seeing my mother that I failed to noti
