Jane pov
i layed there on that bed for hours,just listening to the sound of the kids outside playing base ball. i smiled, remembering how much fun i use to have with my brothers and ma and pop. i miss them so much some times. the acsident happend about 4 years ago but i still feel the brain numbing, back breaking, bone cracking, heart shattering pain everytime i think about them. after the acsident i was put in to the foster system and have bounced around from home to home, until i ended up back in the care of the nuns. i felt a tear run down my face as i took up my family picture.
"Jane clementine Rizzoli" i felt a headache coming on the minute i hear that...wonderful voice...ugh.
"yes sister winifred"
"put on something presentable! youve been reasigned." sister said as she crossed the room to my dresser pulling out my jeans, T shirts, sports bras, and jerserys one by one, until finally she found the only dress i owned.
"i worked hard to hide that." i said in a serious tone. she just stared at me. i chuckled and smirked at her reaction.
"enough jabber! put this on!" she threw the poor excuse for a dress in my face.
"who have i been assigned to?" i asked as she crossed back to the door.
"A Dr. Maura Isles. "