The double take

The Crawford Family

Down in wisconstin, everything seems bright and happy. Families get along with one another and children free to play without any worries, this neighbourhood being a safe heaven for parents and children alike. The seemingly endless row of perfectly decorated houses were getting ready for the upcoming summer, paddling pools littering every front lawn and the water hoses left untagled and messy on the ground.

However, one house in particular didn't match the rest. That was the Crawfood house. The one family that never showed any form of joining the routine of decorating their house, the mystery family, which was the talk of the neighbourhood. Of course, they were seen doing their daily activities, but there was never any sign of the family being social with others. This granted them a reputation, the husband being a News reporter and the wife staying home. They were seen as snobbish and rude by their peers. The women of the neighbourhood liked to talk and assume things about Mr and Mrs Crawfords marriage. Some saying it fell apart or is going to, the gossip never stopped. It started the day they moved in. The usual crowd of women and their children to greet their new neighbours was spars. No one really respected news reporters. They were seen as nosey and downright awful, though the family was unbuffered by the rejection of the community.

It was a particularly normal morning for Mr Crawford. He would wake up to his breakfast already made by his adoring wife. He would enjoy the newspaper while he sipped at his morning coffee before heading to work. Though as soon as he would step out the door, everyone seemed to start whispering among themselves. They were either making up theories about the family or downright judging, it didn't effect the morning routine however Mr Crawford would simply get into his car un bothered and drive away without a care in the world.

However, once he got to work. That's when things became interesting. He was given a murder case to report on the news. He smiled, accepting the paper, and sat down on his chair infeont of the massive, very well designed desk. Cameras pointed straight at him as the countdown began. He smiled and nodded to the director.

"Good morning, and welcome to your daily Wisconstin news. My name is Jeromia Crawford, and I will be bringing you the news today." He started, and throughout the news segment, he kept a calm face, even though on the inside he could feel himself wanting to be sick at the details of the murder.

Jeromia needed to be more careful.