part 1 - A Letter
Rhondiyah couldn't have been more nervous. Just one week ago, she was living in a hotel room when she received a letter from her long-lost sister Rhondajah. The letter sadly informed Rhondiyah that their mother had died and that she had inherited a small farm that she owned on the edge of a city. Now, here she was sitting in her car staring at the place that was once her mother's farm.
In a way, Rhondiyah couldn't even believe that she was there. At first, she was hesitant about coming here. Afterall, she'd spent most of her life as a loner. Rhondiyah was raised by the streets. No one took care of her, which resulted in her racy lifestyle. She was a stripper, but she had dreams to make something of herself. Dreams to make enough money get make her way out of the hood and start fresh. After receiving the letter and thinking for awhile about it, she decided that this could be the start of her way out...
Rhondiyah sat in her car for almost an hour before she worked up enough nerve to get out of the car and walk up to the front door. Her hands shook with anticipation as she let herself into the new place that she would call home.
Immediately, her jaw dropped as she looked at her new home. Even though the house was tiny, it was perfect for her. It was kind of strange; Although she had just gotten here, Rhondiyah felt as though she'd been there her entire life. She could almost feel her mother's spirit through the house and it brought tears to her eyes.
Rhondiya smiled. Her life wasn't perfect, by far. But, this could possibly be a start.