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Chapter 11: Mrs. Longview
Pennsylvania, 2018
Maria didn't sleep very well and she could feel it as she opened her eyes to the simulated light of the morning, the blue light bulb burning its peculiar light as she felt a strange peace descend on her spirit. The room she was sleeping in was a familiar room with its red-painted simple walls that constantly reminded her of the past. A past that never existed but was there, in the back of her mind, connecting her to memories only a few could understand. Even in the midst of all her confusion, there was a certain reassurance which she gathered from this newfound reality. The first was understanding that the necklace she wore on her neck meant something to her, if not a lot of people but her.
She thought of the last discussion she had with Uju and Abby. The wavy atmosphere that filled her spirit. It calmed her
"Get up from the bed," Uju's voice filled her room. They were staying together for a
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