A Part of Me and You. Emma Heatherington

her or taken her away from me. I can’t lose her yet, we still have time to do so much together. Where is she?

      ‘Rosie?!’ I shout into the empty evening air and out onto the pier. ‘Rosie, where are you?’

      A shiver runs through me and I feel sick. We aren’t meant to be apart on this trip. Why did I let her go out alone? This is all my fault. I am stupid and forgetful just like she said I was. She hates me. She has never spoken to me the way she did earlier.

      ‘Rosie!’

      I feel dizzy and nauseous as I walk through the rain up and the winding street. Even though I have no idea where to start or who to ask, I need to find my daughter and take away her pain. And I will.