Chapter 6
RAE KELLER
I knew on instincts to march to my former room, the room I had grew up in as an innocent, happy and loved girl.
So much had changed, in twenty years I was coming back as a broken, miserable ex convict who her family wanted nothing to do with.
I was going to see my daughter, who I hoped to all the heavens was being loved here as well.
When I got to the door, I hesitated, my palms suddenly dry and sweaty at the same time, my heart beating a steady but heavy beat in my chest. I swallowed, hoping to push down my heart with it.
Then I took a breath, knocked, twisted the wooden handle and walked in.
There was literally no changes in the room I had stayed in and this room, the only difference was that there was no trace of me anywhere. I stopped short in my quick survey of the room when my eyes settled on the small girl sitting in the middle of the bed with several Barbie toys. She held one in her hand mid play as she stared at me.
