The sun shines down and the gentle sound of the washing fluttering in the wind is all she can hear. She could use the dryer, but oddly enough, this is the only moment she gets to enjoy some alone time in the outdoors.
The only other time she is alone is at night, but it isn’t the same, there is no enjoyment in it, it is just cold and lonely.
Lani sighs as she hears the voice once again, knowing that one minute has been reduced down to one second. She places the wet laundry back down in the basket as she walks toward the house. Throwing open the door and walking in to see a little girl with white blonde hair standing on the outside of the railing of the third story and a little boy with his hands on his hips staring at the girl with a frown on his small handsome face.
“Mummy, I told her
