The rain pelted my windshield as I scanned the map. The sweet smell of hot coco and donuts filled the cab, along with the unfamiliar smell of clean air. For the last six years, I've lived on and off the streets of New York City. The sidewalk was my bed and the park my back yard. But now after six years of living alone I find out that I had a rich aunt who just died. Very sweet old women, at least that's what her lawyer told me, and no I'm not on my way to her funeral. I didn't even go, I didn't know her and would have felt out of place. I did however inherit her money and vacation home. I wanted to sell the thing originally but the old bat beat me to the punch. She said that I couldn't have one penny of the money until I spent a year in that house. Apparently my family is from a Native American tribe from around here and she bought the house. (Even though I have no Indian features to speak of.) She spent every summer in it from the last ten years, until she fell ill and couldn't make the trek to this forgotten land. In her will she said it was a place that would change me for the better. What ever that was suppose to mean, she didn't even know me! How can she judge someone she didn't know? I bet she thought I was some hoodlum, who was pregnant and worked on a corner. If she weren't dead I'd give her what's for, she knew that I was living off the streets and yet she didn't lift one of her diamond fingerers to help me. Not once did anyone from my family ever try to help me. So here I am in the middle of nowhere, looking at a map with a flashlight in my mouth and that stupid little light that says you're out of gas.

I hate my life! Where is that stupid drive way? I've looked at this thing six times and there is no drive way here! I sighed and folded the map back up. It really couldn't get much worse. I sat there in my car, freezing! Even though it's the middle of summer, I'm used to 100 degrees not 70! I sighed, closing my eyes and tried to think of a way out. Nothing came to mind; my mind was one big blank. A sharp tap on my windshield jolted me from my seat. The person shinned a flashlight into my window, blinding me for a moment. I rolled down the window.

"Can I help you?" I spat covering my eyes from the light; the guy took the hint and lowered the light.

"Are you having car trouble, miss?" The officer asked, an older gentlemen about 40 maybe fifty 50. I smiled, and shook my head.

"No car trouble…" I answered, "But could you tell me how to get to Amy Huckens."

He drew back, either confused or shocked. "Amy Huckens hasn't been here for years…are you a relative?"

"Yes, I'm her niece. She died a few months ago and left me her vacation home. I was looking for it but I can't seem to find it on this road." I explained, hoping he wouldn't ask for any more info. I hate it when people dig in other peoples business its just rude.

"Oh, I'm sorry…I'm Charlie Swam. Her house is ten mile back through town, almost to La Push, but the driveway pretty over grown. Would you like some help finding it?" He asked, after his senesce condolences.

"No I can find it, thank you Mr. Swan for your help." I said starting my car.
"Alright then drive save, and if you need any help settling in just give me a call." He handed me a card that read. Forks, Washington Officer Chief Charlie Swam, then it had his phone and station address. I smiled again, holding back my laughter. Even small town cops have these stupid things. If I wanted help I'd just call 911.

"Thank you I'll be sure to do that." Not. With that I drove away and made a u-turn when he was out of sight. That idiot sent me on a wild goose chase on the wrong road. I thought lawyers where suppose to be smart. Now that I was on the right road, her house wasn't to difficult to find, getting into it however posed a problem. Over grown was an understatement there where whole trees in the driveway. I couldn't tell where the driveway went and the forest started. After an hour of wondering I finally got inside the stupid house. Out side the drive way circled around an old rose garden and the path was decorated in beautiful old world stones. This would have amazed me, if I weren't so pissed off. All I wanted to do was get inside and sleep.