It was pouring down with rain and late in the evening. Evelyn had the heaters turned up and was squinting to see through the misty car screen window as she drove home from the office. She wasn't feeling very happy. In fact she was very close to breaking down. She was tired and feeling downright miserable. Seeing a nearby lay-by suddenly, she swerved into it, turned off the car engine and sat with her head in her arms resting against the steering wheel. The rain continued to pitter-patter on the roof but otherwise all she could hear was her rapid breathing which was quickly turning into wretched quivering sobs. Each breath she drew in, the more desperate her cries became until she was wailing at the top of her lungs.
Eventually this subsided a bit and she sat there quietly, her wet cheek pressed into the top of her hand. It was all such a mess. Such a mess. She remembered back to the days when she was a child then in that moment, and, in particular, she remembered going to her cousins' house to visit Amy and Lizzie. It was funny, the memories were vague and foggy but one thing was always clear when she looked back: those were some of the happiest times of her life.
Nowadays, nothing felt right anymore. She felt like Dorothy without her ruby slippers. Somewhere along the way she had woken up in a strange land where everyone and everything was all very well but...all she wanted to do was go home. Home...
But where was that? What was that? She couldn't tell. She didn't know but every day the longing grew deeper within her. It pulled at her insides and tore at her heart...
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