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Crashing back to reality, Miss Grace continued to
tell me how her young vibrant son had been taken from
her after just turning 23. She was convinced that he and
fate had brought me back home to her.

I was sweating, weak and shaky as I got up and
brushed myself off. This was impossible and I was not
going to believe any of it. Was I under some kind of a
spell or mind control.

It was too painful, too confusing and all I wanted to
do was get away as fast I could.

I just couldn’t understand why my mom would
have kept this from me if it were true. There must have
been some reason why and until I could figure it out, I
wasn’t going to buy into whatever this was.
Miss Grace’s disappointment at my reaction was
evident, but in that moment all I could think about was

myself and how grateful I was that the Professor would
be there to take me back to the manor.

I just wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

Escape was becoming a recurring theme.
The walk back was very awkward; neither of us
uttered a word. I looked eagerly for the Professor who
was nowhere to be found. My heart started pounding.

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