The Story of Janine, Epilogue.

She only made it to her first day of classes.

On the second day, she woke up at seven o’clock, and began to get ready for school. She had no roommate, living on campus in a single dorm. She lounged until ten after eight, when she put on her shoes to get to her first class at eight thirty.

Janine opened the door, and came face-to-face with that little girl. The one who’d made her nanny, her parents, her foster parents, her next set of foster parents, every set of parents after that until she was thirteen – she’d made them all forget.

When Janine looked down at her, she forgot everything else, too. She forgot herself.

All that mattered was her precious former playmate, her would-be little sister…her darling daughter.

And that is how Janine’s story began.