DREAM:

“Now we are the same," Orla plunged the flowers into her hair, giggling hard. She took the hands of a little girl that was with her and they ran around the garden.

"Mom said we should not go over there." The little girl told Orla when they were in front of the pool. She walked some steps back, grabbing Orla's hands. "Don't go against mommy's words."

"I won't," Orla whispered in her ears. "Let's go back to the garden." They trotted back to the garden, the sound of their innocent ...