Beyoncé's POV

"Bey! Lets go!" Solange yelled.

"I'm coming." I said. "I am the one who had to get the clothes."

I picked the bag up and went down to the car with Mama and Solange. You probably can't smack the smile off my face.

"Why you got the goofy smile?" Solange asked.

"Because it matches yours." I said.

"Two years have been long enough." Mama said.

"I know but I'm pretty sure she learned her lesson." I said.

Today we're going to pick my little sister Angel up from the juvenile detention facility. Now don't look down on her. She made a stupid choice when she was fourteen and had to pay her debt to society. I came to visit her as much as I could but I haven't seen her since before I went to Cuba. I had to go on tour after that but I wrote her. I know she's excited to come home. We can't wait to see her.

"I'm just happy my baby's coming home." My mom said.