Sophie was bundled off one night to Grandma’s home unceremoniously and without a goodbye.
There were many questions that night, but no one had answers.
Not when Sophie continued searching for her mother, long after bedtime in the stillness of the night, thinking she heard mother’s return.
Nor when she stood outside their home the next day, calling for mother as the empty street echoed back at her.
Every shadow of mother was gone.
Grandma knew that too, when she realised Sophie’s loneliness.
There was no consolation, but Grandma taught Sophie that she could always hope.