It was clear.
Just like her grandmother had said,the memories came hitting her like a fucking tornado without any resistance.
She remembered.
How could she forget?
The six year old girl,who had ignorantly followed her mother to the pub where they met old Billy.
"I will be back"
Those were the last words she had dropped for her,after she had ruthlessly slammed her father and her Grandma.
Brainwashing the girl into believing that what they were passing through,had all long been the fault of her father and the old woman.
She had waited.
Until she couldn't help it any longer,and had run out of the pub with the strange looking man who was hot in her heels.
Then..the car?
The black car and her Grandma who had emerged from it,with her mother who was held hostage by the guards.
Everything became clear to her,as her grandma tried to take her away from her until the very last moments she saw her mother.
