Chapter 10: Realization
Irenya sat in the fuscia-colored room. Her limbs felt stiff as she looked around the room confused. Was this her room at home or was she somwhere else? She noticed a tall man standing beside her observing her as she decided to speak.
"Am I at home?" She asked as he smiled and sat down in a folding chair to face her.
"No. You are in a hospital. Do you know me?" Jathe asked holding a pen and notepad.
"No. How have I come to be here? How long?" She queried as Jathe scribbled on his pad.
"You've been here since your mother died. Do you recall that?" He asked as she stretched her arms above her head.
"We were in the car singing. There was a train." She slowed as he waited, watching her face.
"Where is your mother, Irenya?"
"Don't you think I know where she is? She died. She was killed trying to rush a train. How stupid can a woman be?" She asked beginning to cry.
"She was late. She was also impulsive." He said trying to soothe her.
"I want Jack and Rinol. Where are they?" She asked as he offered her water.
"Jack is working. Rinol is on a case."
"Case? What case? How can Rinol be working on a case? He's a nanny." She said as Jathe pursed his lips.
"Irenya, Rinol is with the FBI. He's never been a nanny that I know of." Jathe explained as Irenya spied a rabbit from the corner of her eye, smiled, and grew statue-like as Jathe sighed, leaving her to the dreams in her mind.