A Heart That Is Not At Home

Amina walked through the hallways where she used to run around when she was a child. It has been months but nothing has changed. The hallway remained as it used to be. Nothing was misplaced or replaced. Her mother was very strict when it came to consistency in the house. The furniture, the art pieces, the paintings, the pots, and the vases never changed. They were still the same pieces and in the same places for as long as she could remember. The only things that changed were the rags that her mother insisted should be replaced as soon as they faded, the plants on the pots that either had grown, overgrown, or replaced because the former died, and the flowers on the vases that should be replaced every morning.