bin lights or the sleeping passengers around her. She spent the entire journey stari

nd deleted doze

rl who promised to come

till remembe

rine Hart

Jojo wouldn't know Katherin

Katherine finally ty

o

hat felt like forever. What if Joanna didn't

an she expected. Three l

ho's

tightened around t

exploded acro

Anne's Orphanage? Oh my

he could almost hear Joanna's bright

reall

say more, another

ed for you online so many time

life had swept her away-new family, schools, university, Soron-u

so

ollowed stretche

h

ck now! Are you in the

d. After thirteen years of silence, Joanna wasn't ang

er parents anymore. She didn't call Amelia or Richard. She changed her flight and slipped back

far more important

had frequented in her life. The wooden tables were old but lovingly polished, and the rich scent of fresh cof

d herself she wasn't nervous, but every time th

r everyday clothes, her hair pulled into a quick ponytail. She scanned the room, and w

ecognition

herine could even stand. She threw her a

" Joanna whispered, voice warm wi

a knife in her chest. Slowly, almost awkwardly, she wrapp

breath. "I'm sorry I'm late. My manager wouldn't let me leave until

ht," Kather

ing business administration at the community college nearby." She shrugged wit

ed the conversation effortlessly, filling every silence with warm stories-favorite professors, funny customers, an elderly regular wh

listened, the hea

that cost more than most people's yearly rent. Meanwhile, Joanna spoke of saving for textbooks, taking extra shifts, and sharing a

rine asked softly, "Did a

iting." She glanced out the window, then smiled again. "The director used to say my parents were probably still looking for me. I believed him for y

d n

just aren't meant to find each other." She sai

ion ever could. Katherine lowered her

, Joanna reluctantly stood. "I shoul

f Katherine's coat. Neither of them noticed. "Keep in touch okay? " She said as if Kiki was someone really

last time before disappear

p and carefully plucked the strand from her sleeve. She star

at had always been hers, she would need proof, Jus

the fir