“Yes but…” Olympe raised a hand to Josephine and gestured her to leave, what the hell had just happened? Why was she being sent to her grandmother’s she had never met? What was so dangerous about staying here, or going to live with her mother? Josephine welled up in tears, would she ever see her mother again? How would they stay in touch?

“You look lost” Said an arrogant voice from behind Josephine
“Do I?” She asked vaguely, glancing down the dark empty corridor
“Would you like help?” Asked the boy, Josephine looked around and stared at the boy behind her, he had white blonde hair, and a pale face with sunken eyes but he was arrogant, and to Josephine, a trouble maker. She smiled sweetly and battered her eyelids.
“Would you like to help?” She asked sweetly