The next day they questioned me more and then called my Aunt Ann who didn't answer because she was "on her honeymoon". They had no other place to put me. So one of the officers offered to take care of me till my Aunt came back.
The officers name was Rick. He had a wife and son my age. We pulled up to a nice small cozy looking house. With a little garden in the front. When we entered I could already smell dinner being made.
"Susan! I'm home!" Rick shouted rather loudly. A plump woman with wild red hair came bustling in. Her face was red and she had a big grin plastered on her face.
"It's about time!" she said happily. They greeted each other with a hug and a kiss. She looked over at me,"You must be Willow! I'm Mrs. Gorder but you can call me Susan." She said merrily.
I smiled and nodded,"Nice to meet you."
"Here let me show you your room for now." She said grabbing my bag and going up the stairs.
"You better hurry soon or she'll have all your cloths unpacked before you even are at the top of the stairs." Rick said grinning.
I went up hurriedly. At the end of the hall a door stood opened. I walked towards it. The blinds were drawn shut and the room was a mess. Cloths randomly thrown everywhere. I guessed this was their sons room. I hurriedly backed out. Turned around to the left where there sat Susan in a brightly light tan room, she was trying to straighten the nonexistent ceases in the bed.
"Well here you are." she said looking around. "Supper will be done soon." she said. She backed up looking around unsure what to do next.
"Thanks," I replied. "I'll start unpacking."
