just forget the world : : Chris

[Molly Morgan]

Molly hugged her bear as she sat on her bed, staring out the window as it went down the road. It was two in the afternoon, and she hadn't moved from her bed since she woke up that morning. She had been given the top bunk when she was brought into this....thing. Molly wasn't used to a home on wheels. She wasn't used to sleeping in much more than a couple of raggedy pillows. She wasn't used to being cooked for, or to have clean clothes to wear. Even though she had been out of that situation for six weeks, she still wasn't used to any of it. She hadn't said anything at first. When the police officer put her in the car, she had clammed right up. How could she explain that her daddy needed her to take care of him? That he was sick and needed to drink and he couldn't take care of himself? For the first two weeks, she hadn't said a word. And then her social worker said that he found her a home.

This family was like a dream, if Molly wanted it. But the thing was, even though she knew that her father's parental rights were taken and she would never be back with him, she didn't. All she had wanted was to be back with him. So the first day she was here, and they had dinner, and Mr. Kurt had encouraged her to ask anything, say anything that she wanted. She finally spoke up. She had begged them to please take her home. It was then that Mrs Olivia explained that she couldn't do that. And she and Mr. Kurt said that they hoped she would get used to being with them, because they would never reject her or send her back. It was nice of them, but how could she explain? She wanted to go home.

The RV came to a stop and she bit her lip, looking out the window. Mr. Kurt was getting gas. She didn't know where the others were. If She was going to bolt, she needed to do it now. Tucking her bear under her arm, she slid herself down to the floor. She inched her way to the door, opening it slowly. She looked to the left, and then to the right. Finally, she pushed it open, taking off. She didn't know how she was going to get back to San Diego. But she was going to try. Even if they were in New Mexico.