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Chapter 3

I think housework is the reason most women go to the office

--Heloise Cruse

Leah ran home from school as fast as she could. She skipped the bus, claiming she can get home faster by herself, and used shortcuts. Leah took the porch stairs two at a time and burst through the door. "MOM!" Leah yelled as loud as she could. "Mom, where are you?" Leah ran through the dining room to the kitchen.

No Sue.

Leah doubled back through the dining room to run right into her mother. "Leah, what's the matter?" Sue asked with worried. "Why are you home so early? Are you okay?" "I'm fine," Leah cried. "Actually, I'm better than fine. Guess what, guess what!" "What?" Sue asked, smiling at her daughter. "Sam Uley asked me to be his girlfriend!" Leah cried. "He is so cute!" She squealed and threw her arms around her mother's neck, hugging her tightly. Sue laughed and hugged her daughter back. Leah pulled back, smiling. "What do you think daddy is going to say?" she asked. "Well......" Sue said, putting her arms around her daughter's shoulders.

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Leah stared up at her childhood home anxiously. She didn't want to go inside, but she had no other choice. There was only three reasons why she returned home. Reason one was to help with the funeral plans. Reason two was to go to the funeral. And reason three was to clean out the family home. "Come on, Leah, just go inside," Leah said aloud, coaching herself. "The quicker you get it done, the quicker you can get the hell out of here." Leah walked up the porch stairs and walked slowly across the wooden porch.

The house was beautiful. It was a two story house with a wrap around porch. It was white with blue shutters. The windows were covered in grime for not being cleaned in years. When Sue married Charlie, she locked up the house, and moved in with him. Harry had bought it for her when they first got married. She couldn't stand selling it. So, she just locked it up and left. Leah guessed that she was the first person in the house in years.

Leah reached into her pocket and took out a set of keys. She found the key without much searching and she stuck it into the lock. She took a deep breath and turned the key, unlocking the door. She pushed open the door and walked slowly inside. She was standing in the hall that separated the living room from the dining room. The stairs were a few feet in front of her. Oh how many times she had slid down the banister on her way out the door! The wooden hall floor needed a good cleaning. Leah sighed as she walked around the downstairs of the house. Through the dining room, the big table that normally sat in the middle of the room was now missing, her mother must have taken it to Charlie's. Lord knows he didn't cook, so what kind of table would he possibly have? There were a couple cupboards that stood empty against one side of the wall where Sue had once kept her silver and glass figurines that had been passed down through the family. However, she took them all with her when she left.

The kitchen was straight ahead through a set of swinging doors. Although her mother hadn't lived in the house for years, it was still as clean as ever. Leah didn't linger long as she moved into the living room. Nothing much was taken from there either. The tv was still there, but the black leather couches were gone. Leah had remembered seeing the couch and loveseat in Charlie's living room. Bookcases lined one wall, still filled with her parents' books. A closed door was on the other side of the room. It was her father's office. It was where he used to write bills and where a lot of the meetings for the pack were held. Leah shivered as she looked away from the door. She knew that was going to be one of the last rooms she tended too.

Leah walked back onto the porch where there were boxes sitting in the corner. She walked over, grabbed as many as she could carry and walked back inside. Leah decided to start in the living room. The next hour was spent taking down the old fashioned curtains and throwing them away. And also, clearing out the bookcases in the living room. Leah was making two piles. One pile was the books she was going to put in a box to give away and the other pile was the books she was keeping. Leah reached back onto the shelf and pulled out a couple more books. She started to look at the titles of the books when she realized one of the books she pulled out was a small photo album. Leah set the other two books back on the shelf and leaned against the wall, flipping through the photo album. The photos were taken right before her and Seth phased for the first time. It was their last family vacation before her dad died. The four of them looked so happy together, although Leah wasn't happy...not really...she stopped being happy a lot time ago. She stopped being happy when Sam left.

Leah jumped a foot in the air, the photo album fell from her hands, as she heard loud giggling. It was a girlish giggling. The hair on the back of Leah's neck stood up when she remembered that she was alone in the house. She took a shaky breath and slowly stepped away from the wall. "H-Hello?" she called, cursing herself silently for not keeping her voice straight. "Who's there?" she asked, this time, her voice did not waver. But the person didn't reply and the giggling stopped. Leah slowly walked through each room downstairs, she didn't want to stop at her father's office, but she did, just to try the door. She found it to be locked. She let out a sigh of relief and walked into the hall. She looked up the staircase. She knew she had to go upstairs, but she was so scared. "Get ahold of yourself, Leah," she said aloud. "You know this house like the back of your hand."

Leah took another deep breath and stepped onto the first step.

Nothing exploded.

Nothing jumped out at her.

Leah shook her head and continued up the stairs. She stopped near the top of the staircase, where she had complete view of the second floor landing, and looked around.

Deserted.

No one.

Nada.

Zilch.

Leah laughed in relief. There was no one there. She must have just been working too hard and imagined the giggling. Lord this house was driving her insane. Leah turned on the step and was about to go downstairs to finish packing up the books, when she heard the giggle again. Leah froze. She felt the hair on her arms and the back of her neck stand straight up. She couldn't move, she felt as if she could hardly breathe. Leah turned around and looked back up at the landing. She was silently fighting with herself to go upstairs and check it out when CRASH!

She heard something fall upstairs. Leah didn't need anymore reasons. She was finally able to move again and she ran downstairs. She grabbed the keys off of the table, by the door, and ran outside, pulling the door closed behind her. She locked the door quickly and got as far away from the house as possible. She ran for the sidewalk and that was where she was when her cell phone rang ten minutes later.

Leah jumped in the air, frightened, forgetting her cell phone was in her pocket. She groaned a little and took her phone from her pocket and answering it. "Hey, I'm going to be heading to the funeral home with Charlie and Bella to work more on the arrangements," Seth said, the moment she answered the phone. "Wanna come?" Leah looked back at the house. It was either help with funeral arrangements, something she was trying to put off, or go back inside and see who was giggling.

It wasn't hard to figure out which option she chose.

"Yeah, I'll come," Leah replied. "Okay, I'll be by in a half hour to pick you up," Seth told her. Leah shook her head, but then realized Seth couldn't see and said "Don't worry...I'll run." Leah knew her brother well enough to know that he had a smirk playing on his lips. "Mmm, I haven't had a good run in so long," Seth replied. "We should have a running competition before you leave." Leah was silent for a moment before laughing. "Of course, little brother!" she cried. "See ya soon." And she hung up the phone, groaning.

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Leah was walking through the cemetary across from the funeral home. She decided against running, she had a lot to think about, so she just walked instead. She still arrived before the others that is how she came to find herself walking around the cemetary. "Someone was in the house," she said aloud. "Simple as that. I didn't imagine it. Someone either got in while I was packing up or they had found a way in and were in there the whole time." Leah sighed. "That giggle sounded so familiar," she cried. She ran her fingers through her hair and stopped when a name on a gravestone caught her eyes.

Leah walked over slowly and touched the name gently

Emily Uley

Leah closed her eyes.

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Leah was in the kitchen, cooking dinner when the phone rang. Leah quickly ran for the cordless and answered it, walking back to stand at the stove. "Oh Leah, I'm glad you answered...I was expecting to get the machine," Sue told her. Leah sighed. "Hi mom, how are you doing?" Leah asked, stirring her dinner in the pan. "Not very good," Sue answered. She sounded tired....and upset. "Still not feeling well?" Leah asked, concerned. "Leah....Emily died a few hours ago," Sue told her softly. Leah blinked in shock. "She died?" she asked, not really believing it.

It was silent for a moment, Leah could tell her mother was crying. She couldn't help but feel jealous. Of course, perfect Emily, even in death, she was still getting all the attention, she was still the favorite.

"She went into early labor this morning...." Sue explained. "The baby is fine, a little underweight, but fine....Emily had...complications...she died a few hours later." Leah sighed and closed her eyes, leaning against the counter. "Sam's taking it real hard," Sue started to say but Leah cut her off. "Mother, I don't want to hear about Sam!" Leah snapped. Sue sighed. "Are you still upset about him?" she asked, sounding upset. "I'm hanging up!" Leah snapped. "Leah, come to the funeral," Sue told her. "Emily would have wanted you to come." "Mom, I didn't go to her damn wedding, I am not going to her damn funeral." And she hung up.

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Leah sniffed and wiped her eyes. "What time did you get here?" a voice called from behind. Leah turned around and saw Seth jogging over to her. "Like 20 minutes ago," Leah replied. "You run too slow." "Jake stopped me on the way out," Seth whined her and stopped walking when he saw Emily's gravestone. He sighed sadly. "Cousin Emily," he said. Leah rolled her eyes and headed back toward the funeral home. Seth turned and followed his sister.

"So how is Sam?" Leah asked, without even thinking. The moment the words left her mouth she regretted it. "Still upset about Emily, I mean, he did imprint on her," Seth answered. "Talking about suicide...but of course he can't die." Leah rolled her eyes. "Yes, you want to kill yourself just because your wife died. He has children, how can he be so selfish?" she snapped. Seth sighed. "I don't know, Leah." he replied. Leah muttered all the way back over to the funeral home.

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