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January 20th, 2009

When Lisa woke she found herself in unfamiliar surroundings. The sheets her legs were tangled in looked the same, her pillows smelled the same and indeed the way the light filtered through the blinds of her (was it hers?) bedroom was the same; but nothing felt the same. An unsettled coil wrapped itself around her stomach as the woman blinked awake; she was already wary of the dawn. The air was crisp in the house, and though her walls were the same color, and the clothing she draped over the back of the chair was the same she had tossed aside the night before...well, it wasn't home. She sat up quickly, her feet falling lightly across the carpet as she went from her room to the nursery. The painting there should've been done, the walls should've been a solid yellow by now but they weren't. A sharp pang of fear rippled through the doctors body and she made her way back to her room, tugging on the clothes that had been laid out to replace the pajamas she had donned before sleep. Lisa found herself becoming more rattled by the second; perhaps she had only dreamed of her ability to become a foster-parent. ( Maybe it was some cruel trick. )

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