SERA
I looked at the note for the fiftieth time before gently dropping it on my bed.
Find me before they find you.
Find who? My mother? But she was dead. The authorities had found her body near the drug centers, apparently, she was overdosed. I sighed and slowly stood up, not wanting to dwell on the death of the only woman I was sure loved me. I wiped my eyes and gently walked out, looking for the housekeeper.
I found her in the hallway, addressing some staff and holding a stack of folded linens. She looked up at me immediately as I got closer.
“Do you need anything, ma'am?” She asked simply with a smile.
“U–uh, yeah, uhm, who packed my things?” I asked then, trying so hard to control how nervous I was.
She paused. "Staff handled it, ma'am. I couldn't say which one."
"Could you fi
