Laura was born in the 1950s in Romania, a harsh communist country. Her father didn't want her, and her mother didn't comfort her. Laura was uprooted over and over and taken from one country to another, all at the whim of her heartless mother. Laura left behind her cherished grandmother, her first love, her dear friends, and everything that was familiar. As soon as she started to get settled in a new place, her mother dragged her away, and she was once again, a stranger in a foreign land. Laura came to despise her mother, and as soon as she was able, she put as much space between the two of them as she could. Was it too late when Laura realized that love can't always be put into words?