You say, "Wait, Carrie, come back!" She turns to look at
you. She has blond hair and falshing green eyes. You ask her if she
knows anyone name Hannah (your mother). She says, "I
think...yes, there IS a Hannah down the street from here."
"Thanks!" you say and run to where she pointed.
The house is old and white. You knock on the door. An old lady
answers, her white face angry. Who is she?