Hanna Marin

It had been a very long day in Rosewood. It all started at noon with the GPS coordinates Hanna and her friends were given last night during Thanksgiving.

( The Set Up )

( An Interrogation...of Sorts )

When Hanna finally got to see her mother, she started to cry. She was so relieved. Her mother held her tight, telling her it was going to be okay.

Once home, Caleb was there waiting for her.

"You okay?" he asked, brushing a wisp of hair from my face.

"I am now," she replied, letting him hold her. In fact, she let him hold her until she fell asleep. On the couch, of course.

She didn't think about Garrett, his attempt at framing, or the vanishing without a trace. It was as if he had never existed at all. In an odd way, this weirdness had been a benefit to her. Somehow, she didn't find comfort in that.

[NFB, NFI; there'll be one more post tomorrow]