"Hazel... My daughter..." Grace said as soon as they both walked inside the kitchen.
Tears rolled down from Grace's eyes as she saw Hazel. She wanted to hug her so tightly and kiss her. Tell her how much she had missed her but she is afraid to everything that she wanted to do as her mother with the way, she stares at her.
"Hazel..." Grace called and Hazel chuckled again.
"Why are you crying?" Hazel asked as she smiled.
"Don't you think, you should be happy with what you did with me?" Hazel asked and Grace shook her head in no.
"No..." Grace said.
"Why not?" Hazel asked as she looked at her from top to bottom and saw her wearing the still shabby clothes that she used to wear. There is nothing that was on her that spell rich or expensive.
