he was moved to tears at the sight of her, Mary Corey was just as she had been in the picture frame (The exact one that Raya had just recently lost to her stepdad) in all likeness and physical appearance. As she looked closely to the image of her mother it became animated, like it was given life, her dark hair began to flow towards the left side as it seemed like soft breeze blew from the right. her countenance was brightened as she stretched forth her hands as if beckoning to Raya to come take hold of her and find warmth in her embrace but as her made the action of hugging her mom the imagination, she had of her coming to life disappeared and the picture frame dropped out of the imagination bubble unto her hand.
Raya came back to reality, the wet feeling she felt from her eyes gave her t
