She put the key in the key-hole, and opened the door.
She was still holding the letter in her hand.
She walked over to the coat-rack and hung her coat up.
Miss Parker set the letter down on the table.
She took a glass out and poured some whiskey.
With the glass of whisky in her hand she walked to the sofa and sat down.
What a day! First I discover there is a girl in the Centre, then I got a letter with a strange code on the back of it. She thought to herself.
How could Jarod write all that down? She thought. He wrote down all the reasons I should leave the Centre.
She took the remote control and turned the television on. She channel surfed for awhile.
"Nothing, Nothing, Nothing" She said to herself.
She turned the television off.
She had to read the letter again.
She took the letter off the table.
She opened the letter and she began reading it again, she stopped ar Your mother wanted to get you out of the Centre, she died for it, your mother died for nothing, you have to do this for your mother.
My mother, my mother wanted to get away from that place and she died, I could die and everything could be for nothing. Miss Parker thought.
How could he say all those things about my mother? It's not true, she didn't die because of me! She tried to save the children from the Centre, not me! She thought, as she began to fill with anger.
"But I was one of the children, I had a gift. But that's not why she died." Miss Parker said with a little doubt in her voice.
"My mother didn't die for me, she didn't die for me, she didn't die for me!" She repeated those words again and again, and began to cry.
Suddenly the phone rang.
"Hello?" Miss Parker said with an sad pitiful voice
"Hello Miss Parker, is everything ok?" She heard a mans voice on the other end.
"What do you want Jarod?" She asked him.
"Just wanted to talk to you. Can't I just talk to you as a friend?" Jarod asked.
"I have no friends Jarod." She said pitifully. She took a drink of her whiskey.
"I have no friends." She repeated
"Jarod, I don't have anyone left." Miss Parker said with tears in her eyes.
"Why am I still in this world? I have nobody to love, I don't have anyone here, all the people that I love are dead." She cried
"My mother, Thomas, my sister, Mister Parker, they are all dead! I don't have anyone in this world Jar I don't have anyone!" Her eyes where red and her whole face was wet with tears.
"Miss Parker listen to me." Jarod commanded.
"I don't have anyone, I don't have anyone." Miss Parker repeated
"Monica listen to me!" Jarod shouted.
It had been a long time since anyone had called her Monica, she didn't say anything.
"Your not alone in this world, I'm always her for you." Jarod said with compassion.
"You don't know how it is to not have anyone that you love in this world, you've still got your family." Miss Parker said
"My family is not a family, my family is falling apart since my mother died, my whole family exists out of lunatics" she was still crying.
"I know what it's like to not have anyone. I felt like you do now everyday that I was in the Centre." He said.
"Except for when I was with you; you always gave me a little joy in my life, as a child, I never had much fun, and you gave it to me." Jarod reminded her.
"Yes we had fun didn't we?" Miss Parker asked as she gave a chuckle.
"Yes we did Monica, yes we did." Jarod said.
"Remember the time that we snuck into Mr. Raines office?" Jarod asked.
"Yes, that was fun. When he came in and we had to hide under the desk." Miss Parker added.
"I was afraid we would get caught." Jarod told her.
"Yes it was exciting for a while, but when he went away, we laughed remember?" Miss Parker laughed at the wonderful memory
"You know I think that I just miss the old times." Miss Parker told him.
"Yes Monica, I miss them too." Jarod said.
"But Monica….." Jarod added.
"Yes?" She wanted to know what else he had to say.
"I have to go."
"Hunt you later." Miss Parker said and laughed.
"Bye." Jarod said.
"Bye Jar." Miss Parker said.
She hung up the phone, and walked over to her Bed.
She put on her pajmas and got into bed.
She had never had a conversation like that before, there was no hate or work in there, only friendship and compassion for each other.
As she was thinking about her conversation with Jarod, she saw out of the corner of her left eye a picture of her and her mother.
She took the picture and held it in her hand.
She looked at the picture.
"I miss you mom." She said.
She kissed her index and middle finger tips and pressed them to the picture. She put it back on the small table next to the bed.
"Good night mom." She said.
She turned off the light, lay her head on the pillow, and fell asleep.