[voice]

[mothersmemory]

[there is sniffling but it is mostly blocked out by the sound of Manhattan traffic]

Mmlost

[someone else can now be heard. a stranger asking if Andromache is "OK". she doesn't know who they are, so she shuffles away quickly and soon they cannot be heard anymore.]

I don't like it here.

[nervously~]Can, um, can someone come get me

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[menotthink]

Where are you honey? Can you read the signs?

I'll come get you.

[mothersmemory]

That's not very nice.

[she doesn't know what an awningg is but she'll sure as Tartarus stand under one until someone finds her!]

Mr Orestes is in his car on his way here.

[menotthink]

No it isn't.

Ok good. Just be careful until he gets there, sweety.