"Hazel, sweetie, must you go now? I know that you've been sent there to work as a diplomat, but it’s not safe there, there’s word that something big is going to happen and –"
"Not a word, Nate, we've been over this already," Hazel replied to her husband as the twenty-nine-year-old woman struggled with the zipper on what was obviously an overstuffed suitcase. She stopped, and gave her husband a kiss. "You know I love you, but this is a job that I have to do."
"But Hazel, the word on the street, they say that something is going to happen over there." admonished Nate, trying to express his worry about his wife and trying to tell her how much he cared for her. His lovely wife of eight years had always been busy, out there trying to foster relationships between the United States and the Middle East, and now she was heading out on emergency assignment to the consulate in Cairo.
"I know dear, but I'll be safe. Nothing is going to happen to me, I promise. Besides, they need people like me to represent the United States, and I'm one of the few people who understand matters in the Middle East, now that things are about to go down."
Nate was about to say something else, when their six-year-old daughter ran into the room. She was wearing a pink dress, her brown hair in pigtails down her back. She held her Minnie Mouse doll in her arms.
"Mommy, Mommy, when are we going to Disneyland?" the six-year-old questioned her mother as she noticed the suitcases around the bedroom. "Are we going to go today?"
"No, Alison, I have to go to work in Egypt. Remember the pictures of the pyramids that I told you about?"
"Mommy’s going to see the mummies?"
"Yes, sweetie. Mommy is going to see the mummies."
"But you promised that you were going to take me to Disneyland last time! You promised that we would go on an adventure together!" the little girl cried. "You promised!" She began to cry, seeing that her mother was about to go on another adventure without her.
Hazel stooped down to meet Alison’s level and held her shoulders. "I know, Alison. But Mommy will be back before you know it. Then we'll go to Disneyland and meet Minnie together."
"You promise?" Alison asked. Her tears began to dry up, and she began to sniffle less.
"I promise. Wait," Hazel said, getting up and going to a drawer. She pulled out a small black box, and turned to her daughter. "Alison, Mommy is going to give you this necklace. It was Mommy’s necklace once upon a time, and now I’m giving it to you, so that I’ll know it’s you when I come back."
Alison opened the box. Inside was a pendant of silver, with a sapphire stone in the middle. "Pretty," she murmured.
"Hazel, are you sure that’s an appropriate thing to give to a child?" Nate asked, a little surprised about the gift. "It seems a bit extravagant for a six-year-old."
"Oh, it'll be fine dear. Alison, remember to be good to your father."
"Mommy, I'm scared."
"It'll be okay sweetheart," Hazel said, giving her daughter a kiss on her forehead and a hug. "Be good to your father, and when I come back, we'll all go to Disneyland together, okay?"
"Okay," Alison said. "I love you Mommy."
"I love you too sweetie."
Suddenly, a disembodied voice began to scream. "NO! DON'T GO! PLEASE, NO! DON'T GO! PLEASE!"
Alison woke up in a sweat.
The dream… it was so vivid. Her mother… she wished she was six again, she wished that she could tell her mommy to not go, to not go, to stay home… she could imagine herself screaming to not go.
She cried in her pillow, and eventually she fell asleep again, the silver and sapphire pendant on her neck.