For a while, I stayed at that

Prison.

I had once read of a story

About two people

Loving each other in a prison.

It ended so sweetly in my

Memory.

Daniela stirs in her sleep one night

And mutters

"...Momma...."

Daniel, who has her hand in his

Shifts as well,

And grunts softly.

I force myself to relax

And let my hands

Wander and touch their soft heads.

I am now their mother.

I am now my own mother.

I am not my own person anymore.

The prison is evacuated the next morning.

The left wing was breached.

They are not prepared to see

Those

Things again,

So I go with

Thomas

And we travel as a family

Onto the luxury cars.

We drove for exactly

75 minutes before we stopped.

The kids where calm.

They where used to being moved

Abruptly by now.

"Thomas. Where are we?"

I ask.

"Thomas?"

Is is staring out a window, and I'm not sure

What he's looking at.

I look and I'm captured.

It's a wall

Bigger then the ones at the Prison.

Way bigger.

They're light brow and thick.

I push up the kids to look

And they gasp in amazement.

"We're going to a Safer Safe House."

He says.

I see a few Things at the wall, clawing at the brown rock.

I pull the kids down and sit down.

"We must hurry."

I say.

The kids are restless.

They are nervous.

I am nervous.

"Something is going to happen.

Something bad."

The car drives in.

We are

'Safe'

Here.