Is that weird?  It is isnt it?  She looked toward the living room at the sleeping figure.  Do you have any clue as to what it could be?

Bette though back to a couple of days ago.  She was on the Santa Monica Blvd. after seeing a potential artist she wanted for the gallery.  She remembered seeing Shane standing on the corner, well actually she didnt know it was Shane at first because she was dressed just like a boy with her hair fixed like different as well.  But the person had Shanes swagger and upon passing she realized that in fact it was Shane.  She had pulled off to the side to stop, when she noticed Shane getting into a limo and leaving.  Resisting the urge to follow her friend and ease the discomfort she felt about Shane getting into a strangers car, Bette had decided to return to work and ask about it later.  I dont really know.  Bette refused to believe that the girl was possibly turning tricks on the boulevard, even if she knew what type of people usually stood on that corner.  If she wants us to know she will tell us.

Thats just it Betteshe doesnt want us to know.  She is too afraid to let people in and I swear its killing her inside!  Alice voice raised and she saw the figure in the floor start to stir.  She stood up and motioned for Bette to be quite.  Alice made her way to the couch and looked at the small heap on the floor.  Shanes face was slightly pale and her hair, which had grown out considerably was matted to her forehead.  She was tossing and turning a bit and mumbling under her breath.  Falling to her knees she gently shook the girls shoulder wanting to wake her before the dream got worse.  Shanehoney wake up

Shane felt her mothers hand squeeze her smaller one reassuringly.  The older women bent down to the small nine years old and tucked the messy hair behind her ear.  Shaneyou know I love you 

The woman waited for reassurance from the girl.  That the girl understood that she really did love her and what she was doing was best for her.  She watched the tear streak face nod and the young small lips quiver.  Baby  She pulled her child into her arms squeezing as hard as she dared to.  I know it seems like Im leaving you forever, but Im notI promise I will come back for you.  She stood up and gripped the small hand in her own walking the girl toward the Social Services office.