Till we meet again

Farrell:

After so much contemplation, I grabbed the keys to Maria's room. I made up my mind to keep an open mind. I had to heal from this trauma, or else I would pass it over to my innocent kids who were on the way.

When I left my room, I noticed how late it was. Molly crossed my mind, and I hope deep down that she could hold on a little longer until I figured myself out.

Quietly, I walked through the long hallway that led to her room. I placed my ear on the door opposite which was were the old lady stayed. I heard her giggle to herself as usual, and I turned around to face Maria's door.

I walked to the door, inserted the key, and pulled it open. To my greatest surprise he lights were on, and I heard the shower running.

"What the?" I questioned myself, slamming the door, and rushing to the bathroom to turn off the shower.

The thought that Molly just have been here got me annoyed a bit but then I tried to push it away. I had to push off every little hint of anger. I began to convince