Mama..... please help me mama.....

Lora jumped up from her sleep into a sitting position on the bed, frightened by her dream again.

She stattled Michael, who looked up from the coffee he was making in the kitchen area.

“Morning sleepy head.” He said as he regained himself, she must have had a dream he thought, looking at her beautiful face, Micheal thinks this girl is so beautiful and that she even looked more beautiful when she's sleeping.

Lora lookes up at the stranger and shook her head wondering where she is, and how she got here in the first place, then in a splash, the event of last night...