"So Sarah." Miss Fine started. "What seems to be the problem?"
Sarah looked troubled. "I...want to stay here," she said. In the last half hour, Mrs. Black had been much kinder and compassionate than her own mother had ever been. And she was a stranger.
"Well, let me speak privately with Mrs. Black to see what I can do to help." She took the older woman aside. "She is having a hard time lately," she told her. "I think some attention from you would really help, Bethany. Can I call you Bethany?"
"Yes, of course... but I don't know her."
Rebecca adopted a rather soothing voice. "The hair, the clothes..
are you saying that she doesn't seem familiar to you?"
