<strong>Imogene Campbell,</strong>Bedroom #2 [Imogene Campbell, ?]<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"And from? I've always been here, silly...for a long, long time. It would make much more sense for me to ask where you came from. I can't remember what anything looks like, outside of Avonleigh. Papa gets very angry with me when I try to leave."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Imogene was still trying to figure out what was going on, and she shook her head in confusion. Then she thought, perhaps it would be better if she tried not to make sense of it, because all the thinking was just making her become more confused. She placed a hand to her forehead, and for some reason, the laughter she had heard when she'd been in this very room with Ashley, days ago...and the face she'd seen in the tub...came back to her memory all of a sudden.<br/><br/>"I see..." Imogene said quietly, as she continued to hold the girl in her arms. She seemed quite smart for her age, and Imogene felt ashamed with herself for not displaying her true feelings for Ivy more than she had been, taking action with them. She'd just been so hesitant. Ivy was an innocent, naive girl, and Imogene did not want to ruin that. But her mind was made up at last.<br/><br/>"When you say you've been here the whole time..." she asked carefully, staring down into the little girl's green eyes. "What do you mean? The only little girl that traveled here with us is Emily Laroche...and I've never seen you around Avonleigh..."