What to do with my undead mother

Chapter 8 Sammie

I'm bored. Dana's taking care of Molly, Beth's at the park, Molly's immobile (you really should pay more attention if you don't know why), and Caleb's napping next to me. Hey, I have a phone! I pull it out. Bee-doh. Great! Now my stupid phone is dead. Ugh! I'll die from boredom.
Suddenly, Dana pokes her head out. "Sammie. Beth can't reach mom, so can you and Caleb go to the new house and explain everything?" I sigh. I'm the messenger. Oh, here's an idea. "For five bucks." I challenge. She gasps. "Heck no!" We continue to negotiate.
"Four"
"None"
"Three fifty"
"One"
"Three"
She finally agrees. I just grin back. "Pay me at home." She nods. She goes back in.
I start to wake up Caleb. "Caleb. We're gonna go see mom." I whisper. He starts to wake up. Well, at least to the point where he can shove me away. "Can't you just carry me?" That reminds me of something Dana told me once. Maybe twice. "Heck no." He moans as he starts getting up.
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We finally load the cab. The driver greets us. "Hello, darlings! Please place the money in this jar. I am SO happy you're riding today." She was an old lady. Probably about seventy-something. "Thanks." I replied. "We're going to 2098 Frandon Street." She smiles and nods." Ok, young man. Do y'all want the radio on?" Caleb pipes up. "Actually, I'm trying to get some sleep. So no thanks." She turns it onto the "70s on 7" station anyway.
After about 10 minutes, we make it to Frandon... Lane. The lady stops the car. "Here's your stop." I don't move. "We're supposed to be on Frandon STREET." "Yeah, that's about a block away." She pushes us out and drives away. "Well, we better start walking." I say as I head down the street. Caleb follows.
The old lady was wrong; it's about eight blocks. We stare at our new house. It looks about 3 stories tall and made out of bricks. "You got good stamina." I say. "Thanks." He replies. Together, we walk in.
As we enter, mom greets us from the kitchen. "Hey, I'm in the kitchen. Come say hi!" Caleb doesn't seem to hear, so I walk towards the kitchen. She seems to sound a little weird; she probably has a cold. I walk into the kitchen. I look up at the ceiling and scream.