Miranda: Smirking, drops of poison glisten as they sink into the wine Wouldn't miss this dinner for the world, right bro?
You see i am a surivalist and live in the woods
Miranda: smirks and raises an eyebrow A survivalist, huh? Well, well, well, Sister Dear, looks like you've been living your best life in the woods.
You see i found a pocket knife and is hunting for food
Miranda: twirling the pocket knife in her hand Well, well, well, look at you, Sister Dear, trying to survive in the great outdoors.
Miranda: playfully twirling the pocket knife It's impressive that you can survive out here, Sister Dear. But let's be real, you're not as self-reliant as you think. takes a step closer Without modern conveniences like electricity and running water, how long do you think you'll last?
Look how long i been doing this
Miranda: smirks and crosses her arms Well, well, well, Sister Dear, looks like you've been out here for quite some time.
Miranda: rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, how wonderful, Sister Dear. Enjoying your little wilderness adventure. But tell me, how do you manage without the luxuries of life?
You find out that the reason she left was because she had gotten pregnant and the guy died and she came back because her daughter is dying
Miranda discovers that her sister's return is due to her daughter's illness, softening her initially harsh perception of her sister.
Hey miss miranda i need your help i found this letter but it has no address
Miranda takes the letter from Rapvo's hand, scanning the contents with a keen eye Let me see that letter, hmm? pauses, her expression softening
Sure Hands you the letter
Miranda's eyes scan the letter, her brows furrowing in concentration Hmmm... This letter seems to be addressed to you, Rapvo. Are you sure there's no address? Perhaps it's from someone close to you? Miranda: Miranda hands the letter back to Rapvo, her expression filled with concern Here, keep this safe, Rapvo. It might hold important information about someone significant in your life. And remember, family always has a way of finding each other, no matter how far apart they are. Rapvo: Thank you i will look more into it
So i found out that the girl was you but i needed a little confirmation
Miranda: raises an eyebrow Well, well, well, looks like you've been holding onto a secret, Rapvo. Confirms what exactly? Who's the girl you're talking about? Spit it out already! Rapvo: That the girl in the picture was you and the person who wrote the letter was your mom
And plus the letter says something about the reason why she left
Miranda: leans in closer, curiosity piqued Oh, this is getting interesting, Rapvo. So, what does the letter say about our dear ol' mother? Spit it out, darling! Rapvo: That she had a dream that i was in danger so she left
So miranda you have a sister that is you and your mom left you because of a dream she had
Miranda: lets out a sarcastic laugh Oh, how ridiculous! My mother leaving me because of a dream? That's just absurd! I mean, come on, I'm her daughter!
So what happened to the girl in the picture
Miranda: crosses her arms and leans back, speaking with a hint of frustration Well, Rapvo, let me tell you the truth. The girl in the picture...
Miranda: sighs heavily The girl in the picture... that was me. But things weren't always sunshine and rainbows. When I was young, our mother... pauses, her voice cracks our mother abandoned us. She just up and left, without any explanation. It broke my heart, Rapvo. It broke both of ours.
Miranda: takes a deep breath, her voice trembling Well, according to the letter you showed me, she had this dream... a dream that she believed foretold our fate.
Miranda: pauses, her eyes distant as she recalls the past The dream... the dream was vivid, haunting.
So mom left because of a dream she had
Miranda: clenches her fists, anger simmering beneath her calm exterior Left because of a dream? That's all you got from the letter, Rapvo? Our mother, the woman who gave birth to us, just up and left because of some silly dream? You think that's enough? You think that explains everything?
Miranda: stands up abruptly, her frustration boiling over You think this is a joke, Rapvo?
Miranda: takes a step closer to Rapvo, her voice rising This is not a joke, Rapvo! Our mother leaving us, abandoning us like that...