Sometimes, when she is Lottie's mama, she thinks about her own mama, walking the halls of this school as she now does. It's strange, because she's never given much thought to her mother before - her papa had never given her much reason to - but now that she's in the same place as her she feels closer to her than she's ever been before.
It's strange, she thinks, thinking about her mother. She knows almost nothing of her, except the fact that she was beautiful and loved her and had named her.
Her mama had loved her and she thinks she understands.
