Karen was sitting on a bench at the top of the hill. She stared towards the vastness of the mountains there. The gaze that showed if she was thinking of something unusual. Suddenly her reverie was to be ended when someone approached her.
"What do you want to ask?" said Karen.
"Grandma ... I'm sorry."
"Noreen, you're present in the moment is not very precise. Why do you let your soul present?"
"Grandma, it's all out of my control. I own no idea if my sister will come to Blackdale and touch the black rose," said Noreen.
"What else know about this?"
"No. It looks like they just thought if I'm accidentally in the body Kiera."
"Noreen, you should do yourself."
"Grandma, I have children and a husband that I have to take care of. If they know what happened, I'm sure they'll leave me," said Noreen with confidence.
"Noreen, have you ever seen I'm concerned with what you got or do you have?" ask Karen.
"Grandma."