The cars are pulling up outside of our houses, and I am feeling a mixture of emotions right now. Glad that we had finished our travelling. It had been difficult being over there, but I was glad we had done it. I needed to do it - for me, and for Rose. It had been a long day, a long flight, and home was an appreciated sight, as expected. I was certainly glad to be home, yet the vision of Rose being in my home keeps replaying in my mind though, and I can’t shake that. Our argument just before she came and attacked Ruby.
And then there was Ruby – the need to go and see her. A desperation almost to see her, one that I really did not expect to feel. I knew I would want to see her, but this is a yearning almost, like a need. Like it has been too long since I saw her last. Such a strange feelin
