Maggie's Decision

Springchad was a home of peace, warmth, and happiness. The serene rolling hills, the green mountain, and the sweet fragrance of the countryside coax one's inner energy to flow in ways that weave the soul into the land.

However, in contrast to the above beauty, Maggie Porter sat on a swing chair by her porch looking gloomy. Her days flowed by with bitterness and regret. She stared at the happy yellow warbler songbird tweeting melodiously on an orange maple tree close by. She envied the singing bird, wishing she could develop wings and fly wherever she desired.

For days, Maggie had waited for Ella to call with positive news. It had been a week since the last time she saw Ella. Olivia has been checking up on her every day but not once did Ella call.