C15 Returning memories

"Run, Maeve! Run ! Maeve! "

The young woman was running, her hair was long, covering her face as she ran, she keep pushing the hair off her face. Holding the little girl hands.

She stopped and stoop, holding the little girl by the shoulders. Staring at her blue eyes.

“You’ve to run, Don’t let them get you. Baby. I promise to come get you. I’ll come look for you baby