My head rested on the car window.
"You ready kiddo?" My brother asked giving me a face of sympathy.
"I guess." I replied. I am sure my face was red from my day of crying. That's another thing I loved about my brother-he knew not to make fun of the way I looked. "Do you even know what the house is like?"
"Not a clue." He said plainly. "But I'm sure it's nice-mom and dad will make sure we are taken care of. Who knows maybe you'll have a beach view." He gave me a wink. He knew that was the last thing I wanted. I know it's weird, but I have never really liked the beach. I don't know if it's the uncertainty or the deepness of the water, but I never seemed to like it.
"Almost there." My brother's voice interrupted my thoughts. I felt my heart begin to speed up and my hands began to sweat. What if this is the wrong address? What if my parents bought the wrong house? What if we are next door neighbors to a terrible brat? What if our car gets egged? What if I never have any friends here? What if-STOP SCARLETT!! God I give this to you. I give everything to you-my fears, my uncertainties. God, I know you will never leave me nor forsake me and will never give me something I can't handle. I felt my brother grab my hand and gave me a reassuring smile.
"It is going to be fine." I give him a "what-no-i-am-not-worried" face (totally not true-i am really worried). "I know." He says like he was reading my mind. "I'm anxious too but we don't have to be. Everything is in God's hands-everything." Everything is in your hands, God. I trust you, Lord. All of a sudden a beautiful house comes into view. Is that ours?
