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She rose with the pillar of egg shell moon, counting on the stars to guide her. With no sense of direction and no address to lead her the way, she let the nights skies to safely find her way across the world in search for him only. With a bundle nestle in a sling besides her hefty breast, she watch over baby Jude for they had a long way to go. He was sound asleep, not bother by his mother's moment. For she took careful strides when walking with him and when he was pulled by the darkness of disapprartion, he moved a little rolling into one of his arm. Yet never did he awake, his mom played her role as a safe haven well, she was glad for once she was useful to someone in her life. Glad to have taken journey to keep out of harm ways, at last she found what she been looking for in the one nights travel to New Zealand.
Taken out a piece of parchment from her bag, she had a picture of Malachi in hand. He was so handsome in the photo, the figure of a young man with a dazzling smile wave back in the photo. So young so healthy looking, she smile back at him. He was animated and made her overcome the negatives thoughts that night, It was the photo and the house in the background that made her stop right in front of a private residents. The very picture of him and the house in the background, made her think realistic this must be where he stays. Climbing the steps of Malachi's dwelling, she hope her attends here will be no trouble at all. She reached the front door and knocked normally, her knuckles scrape the doors border, she prayed this was the place he actually stayed and that she did not wonder inside a stranger property.
Taken out a piece of parchment from her bag, she had a picture of Malachi in hand. He was so handsome in the photo, the figure of a young man with a dazzling smile wave back in the photo. So young so healthy looking, she smile back at him. He was animated and made her overcome the negatives thoughts that night, It was the photo and the house in the background that made her stop right in front of a private residents. The very picture of him and the house in the background, made her think realistic this must be where he stays. Climbing the steps of Malachi's dwelling, she hope her attends here will be no trouble at all. She reached the front door and knocked normally, her knuckles scrape the doors border, she prayed this was the place he actually stayed and that she did not wonder inside a stranger property.