Rachel turned the radio off and exited the vehicle closing the door behind her carrying her laptop bag. She walked down the gravelled path and stopped in front of her door. She got her keys out and put the key into the lock and turned the key releasing the catch on the door.
She stepped inside placing her laptop bag onto the floor and kicking off her heeled shoes. She was tired after a long say at school with the governors and LEA, it was only February and still she was ready for Easter. She sighed as she saw or heard no one around. She frowned as she couldn't hear the TV blaring out the usual UK top 40. She entered the living room expecting to see her there, but she wasn't.
"Amy" she shouted, she was running around frantic downstairs, "Amy" She shouted even louder, she got to the bottom of the stairs and stopped and looked up towards the landing thinking the worst.
She took one step at a time, each time thinking something different to where about she was. Would she, Wouldn't she? Questions rushing through her head, where was she? She reached the landing and stopped and listened. She heard little weeps coming from the corner room.
She walked over to the room, each step the weeps turning into cries, getting louder and louder. She stood outside listening to her crying...She knew what it was about, but could she couldn't she.