Never knowing whom her real family was, the constent lies from her foster parents. For the past few months, she felt the betrayal eat at her, ever since she recieved the news that her real mother has now wanted to reunite with her and that she had a twin brother. She should be happy, and she was but what took her mother so long to find her. With a sigh she glanced out the cab window, knowing she had but a few minuets to prepare herself with the upcoming reunion. she was nervous, fiddling with the ipod that was in her pocking, as her music played loudly.<br/>The cab came along the quiet street, slowing to a stop in front of a home, her eyes closed as she with drew a small trembling breathe. Swallowing she gave the cab his money and got out, walking in unsure steps to the back to recieve her luggage.  struggling with it she worked her wak up to the front door, knocking gently.<br/><br/><br/>"your sister should be here any minute. wont you come down to greet her"She called to her son from the bottem of the stairs when she heard the sound of the cab, comming to astop. Ever since the death of her youngest her son seem to go down hill, blaming himself. She did whatever she could to help him see that it wasnt his fault. A gentle knock at the front door caught her attention, and she quickly moved to it to open it.