Betraying Innocence
“Someone was calling her.
She opened her eyes to find herself in bed with sharp slivers of light spiking across the ceiling. She was dry and tucked into the cool folds of her sheets. Had it been a dream? The rain. The voices. It all felt like a foggy blur of a fever induced unreality. “Ana?”
Ana jumped at the soothing voice, at the comforting hand that landed on her shoulder. She shot upright, eyes franticly searching.
The hand jerked away.
“Ana!” The voice became firm.
Ana blinked, shook her head and turned to find the voice that had kept her from getting lost in the darkness.
Her mother sat in a seat beside the bed, hair a knotted mess around her tired face. There were dark circles under her gray eyes and lines around her mouth. She wore stained sweats and a t-shirt that must have been her father’s because it said, Real Men Fish. Ana stared, not recognizing the woman watching her as if she were made of glass.
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