Adelaide

"Momma?"

The murmur of voices filled my ears. I couldn't make out their words or even if they were talking to me. I didn't want to care. I wanted to go back to my memories, thoughts of him, thoughts I hadn't allowed myself to entertain for years. Oren was calling to me, but so was she.

My baby.

My daughter.

My Alexandria.

Was she a dream? A memory?

They were all mixing together. It was difficult to keep them straight. ...