48. Tamia's POV
Old lady Claire lived in a dilapidated hut and it looked older than I could remember.
From the outside, it looked like the last time it saw repairs of any kind was when it was built.
The roof was rusty and was almost falling off and the outside looked unkempt.
"Are we in the right place?" Killian asked me and I was having lots of doubts too.
"The last time I was here, it wasn't this bad," I told him.
"The last time I was here this is where she lived.
This is where I spent most of my childhood," I said with nolstagia.
I remembered how I would play all around as I waited for my dad to pick me up after his work.
Old lady Claire was the best. She would have cookies and milk for me everyday and I always looked forward to when she would pick me from school.
She literall
