Old Friends

"... Leo. Leo. Come on, wake up I have breakfast ready." I heard Calypso. "Ahhh," I yawned. "Good morning. Mmm. What's that smell?" "I made breakfast," Calypso responded. "Egg, cheese, and ham quesadillas. Your favorite!" "Delicioso!" I had taught Calypso the recipe for the quesadilla but I never really new where she got the ingredients from. While I was eating, Calypso must've thought something was wrong because she asked, "Hey, what's wrong?" I looked up, "Last night, I had a dream about all the orphanages I had been at. It felt like I was reliving the past. But at all of them, I noticed something." Calypso sat quietly listening to me. I continued, "No. Someone. There was a girl. She looked kinda familiar, I mean, I guess I spent some time with her but I just don't know."
Calypso spoke up, "Leo, I don't know what to say. But I will let you find out who she is. If it makes you feel better." "Really?" I asked. " No I couldn't." "Yes, you can. You've found you way back here once, you can do it again"
"Okay," I said. "I'll leave tomorrow morning."

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