Runaway To America: Chapter 2 Jenny awoke to the sound of her alarm clock buzzing away underneath her pillow. She quietly turned it off and tiptoed out onto the landing. Not a sound. 'Good' thought Jenny as she nook into her sisters room. Sound as sleep as usual. For a minute or two Jenny watched her little sister sleep, noticing the little dimple on her right cheek, and how it popped in and out in time with her breathing. 'She's so cute' Jenny thought, 'I'm gonna miss her.' She smiled to herself barely even noticing the salty, damp tear that rolled down her cheek and onto the floor. "Millie," Jenny whispered into her sisters ear. "Come on its time to wake up. You're going to that special place I told you about." Millie sat up strait her eyes twinkling in the faint light. "Will there be other children there to play with?" We asked full of hope. "Yes, but you need t get dressed, ok? I packed your trunk so you're all set to go." A few moments later, Millie was sitting on the floor of the living room, looking strait ahead of her. The twinkling gone from her eyes, they remained dull and #lifeless. "Phew!" Jenny mumbled, after battling with the trunk to bring it downstairs quietly. "Millie?" She asked, there was no reply. Jenny hurried into the living room and sat down next to the motionless Millie. "Millie, what's wrong??" She asked. " you're not coming with me. You're gonna leave me alone just like mummy." Millie replied her lips shaking. "Oh, Millie." Jenny whispered, trying to console her. "Millie, don't cry, I'll come back, don't worry. Just think of all the nice children you will play with and some nice toys. I won't be long. I promise you, I won't." "But where ar you going? And why can't you take me with you?" "Because... Well, it's...it's complicated." "You...you don't want me... You don't want me." Millie sobbed, her voice barely a whisper. "No! I love you. I will always love you, Millie. It's just that where I'm going...- it'll be easier on my own, and quicker." "By where are you going?" Millie asked, looking intently at Jenny. "I'm...I'm going to... To get mummy back." Instantly, as soon as the words tumbled out of her mouth, Jenny regretted saying them. Millie looked shell shocked, pale and misty eyed. "Mummy," Millie whispered, "mummy." "Mummy" she whispered, "mummy."