Irina dazedly stared at the window. Now she and her mother live in a house that she rents. Not a big house with many rooms, this time a simple house where she, her mother and baby Jack live.
In her mind was a big question, "What's next?" that's what's on her mind. She takes care of baby Jack and will be a sad widow with one child while Irina thinks she is still quite beautiful. Or hide baby Jack and set his identity to be a new one, not a widow but a girl.
The mother who had just finished preparing breakfast immediately approached Irina to have breakfast together.
"What makes you daydream?" asked the mother.
"Oh no." Irina shook her head, she tried to hide her anxiety from her mother. The old woman was too tired to deal with everything that had happened lately. She even had to lose the home and comfortable life that she had always glorified.
