Chapter 1 - the past
She was sat by the windowsill, the sun catching the ginger in her brown hair perfectly, creating a glass effect on her golden skin “Mama, o que são esses caminhões grandes” (what are those big trucks) she said innocently speaking her mother tongue “Essas são as vans de mudança” (those are the moving vans) her mother said softly. She stared through the window then the realisation sank in “ But that’s Cassius and Darrius’s house, they wouldn’t leave, right” her voice cracked as tears welled in her eyes “I’m sorry fortuna, they’re going back to Rio” her mother held her hand and squeezed it reassuringly “They’ll be back some day” someday those words rang through her head for the next nine years, until one day those moving vans returned…
