The room was neat and tidy, walls still the same bright yellow her mummy and aunt Alexis had painted them when she was only a little girl. Her trunk laid open on her bed, while she stood over it and checked for the third time that everything was packed.

"You forgot something," A voice said from the door, where her mother, Savannah, stood with a gentle smile. As Hayley tore her gaze away from her trunk, she noticed the book her mum held as she came closer and took a seat at the edge of her bed.

"Thank you, Mummy."