Hello Allison. Wow! This just keeps getting and better and better! I love the way you write Abby. And I'm so glad her mom is so straight forward with her.
Quote:
My mom's eyes shifted downwards, a sad look on her face. "The memory of you and Voldemort at the lake? What happened?" I asked.
My mom sighed deeply, looking around the room. "I still to this day don't understand the relationship I had with Tom Riddle. He seemed so genuine and nice to me at the orphanage and I thought he would be a friend. I had gone to the cave to play games with him, ones he said the head of our orphanage wouldn't approve of or understand. I felt it was wrong, but I went anyway, and it was along the way there that I got my first vision."
"What did you see?" I asked.
"Tom Riddle torturing me,"
Sorry to quote so much, but this whole part was so sad! She was so small then. She must have been so afraid!
Quote:
"It's okay Abby," my mom said. "Albus and I can teach you."
Ahhh! That'd be great!
Great post Allison. I'll be watching for your next post. Hope it's soon.
