eside their home, they chased after the beautiful colored butterflies that flew around in the meadow

ed to settle out in Notting hill; her hometown, she felt this was going to be the safest hideout

eel the fresh and familiar scent of home, back in time Marie could always perceive the aroma of Mum’s homemade cookies baking fro

lies,

spent most evenings tending this garden as a family just before dinner time, she couldn’t help but think of how her childhood was different from Audrey’s and this was never any of her plans,

ing nonstop as her friend grabbed her yelling “got you”, this made Marie a

nd, giggling nonstop and laughing so hard their ribs hurt, they wished that moment could go on forever; they had pretended to be spies trying to avoid being caught by each

r direction, his tall and imposing look alongside his stern face and deep voice sending scary signals down the nerves of the innocent girls, he was wearing a dark blue uniform with a badge and a gun on

Marie Bush?” his

up her index finger w

e her parents were out on a short trip while phoebe’s mum who was a single mum had not returned home from work, after moments of hesitation on the cop’s part, he gently informs th

d was now left with a situation she had no idea on how to handle, they had grown up not knowing any of

fessional, he expressed his condolence and asked if there was any relative anywhere they

help them and that they were going to be taken ca

r inner strength, reality dawning on her that she needed to be strong for her sibl

them entangled in each other’s arms soaked in tears; one needed no

ested to take them to the police station from which he would take them to see their parents body at the morgue if they w

t although still engulfed in grief, phoebe gently hugged Marie with

he cop's wind screen with whom she was jumping around with moments ago standing there wit

actually

amera partly hidden in the woods beside their home, the face of the person holding the camera wasn’t in view

was in trouble and they needed to

ot thro