Its was 1965 and the hot sun beat down on Margret White's back. She had on Emerald robes and black pants. She sighed as she rode across a dusty street in west England to visit her cousin.

She also wore her mothers pendent a green emerald that ung on a back velvet sting around her delicate neck.It glimmered in the August sun. She looked behind her at her daughter, Lily and her son Mark.

As soon as she looked back her chest turned a bright green and she closed her eyes. Her limp body was lifted into the air above her family. A light shone in the brilliant blue sky and their mother had vanished.

Lily got out of her car and knelt where her mother had been. She wept uncontrollably as the necklace floated gentely to the son. He grasped it and looked at it blankly blinking back tears.

Lily ran into the town not looking back. She was a worried 5 year old lost in her own world. Her mum was gone and that was all that mattered at the moment.

She ran into a Bobby. He took her by the arm and escorted her to an orphanage.

The father and Mark searched all of the town and farther before giving up. By the end of the day there was a rumor that their little flower had taking the fever and had died earlier that mourning.

Now the only thing she knew about her mother was her love for green. And Lily's eyes showed the color perfectly agianst her red hair.

A/N - Bella- Okay for those of you who have read Holes by Louise Sacher you know that plots can have flashbacks. You need to remember my details to understand the story. It will all tie in soon. you will see.