“Speaking foreign languages is prohibited…”

The guard said, guiding Jolyne to the visitation room. She begrudgingly followed, not in the mood for visitors. She was in the middle of trying to save her father, and all of a sudden she has a visitor? She was already framed and put in jail for 15 years, lost her boyfriend, freedom, and her father in one month, what could this visitor possibly want?

“…And lastly, you are prohibited from passing items along each other.” The guard finished, opening the door and allowing Jolyne to walk in, and she spoke out annoyed, “Whatever you want just make it quick- I don’t have time for this.” She groaned, facing away as the guard walked out and locked the room, before a familiar voice rang out.

“Mom?”

She had forgotten when was the last time she had seen you.

Jolyne said in disbelief, turning around with wide eyes, surprised as she saw you standing there with a small smile on your face, arms open. She let out a shaky exhale, “Mom..” And quickly came over to you, embracing you. Suddenly, the 19 year old turned 4 again as she was in the embrace of her mother.

She couldn’t believe you were here. Were you mad at her? Would you believe she didn’t do all those crimes? That doesn’t matter now, your here, and for a limited time, after a long ways apart since this all went down.