Prologue
As she waited, she grew more anxious by the minute. Feet tapping anxiously as though to a quick beat that matched the rhythm her heart was taking. She looked at her palms, everyone said palms got sweaty when you’re scared but hers were as dry as wood, a little too dry actually, she thought making it a point to remember to do something about that. The little bench beneath her seemed to feel harder by the moment. The air was filled with anticipation. Anxiety was something Sophia was used to, or at least she liked to think so, but this was different, this was more anxiety than she could remember ever feeling! She waited, trying hard to stop tapping and then after what seemed like hours the door right in front of her swung open and she saw a seven year old dark girl slowly walk up to her with an elderly woman behind her, urging her to move along despite the little girl’s reluctance. She stood up and grabbed the little girl who was dressed as she had imagined; a pink little dress with a bow in her hair. However, she looked nothing like she had expected, her hair was extremely thick, and she was so dark, darker than any of her parents Sophia thought. Then the elderly woman spoke up “Anita, this is your new mommy, say hallo.” “Hallo” the little girl said and Sophia realized her voice was nothing like she’d expected either; it was meek and lacked any confidence. Sophia smiled at the little girl and said hallo holding the little girl close to her, meeting for the first time, the daughter she never knew she had…
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