"We should go home and wait," Donny's mom suggested. "Gloria you are welcome to come with us."
"Thank you."
"Mom," Donny said. "Do you think they'll find her?"
"I don't know," she replied. "All we can do is wait and see."
They drove to the stoppable's house and waited for any answers.
"We should turn on the news to see if anything has happened," Gloria announced.
"Good idea," Kim agreed. She turned on the TV and switched it to the news. A women reporter was doing a story at the mall.
"I am here at the mall where a tragic event occurred just an hour ago," the reporter explained. "Two young junior high students wrecked one of the malls stores. The mall cop, who was chasing them, described the children's actions as crazy and childish. The young teens had run into the sports store and stolen a golf cart. They then drove the golf cart through the glass window of the store and drove off. Later officers found the golf cart abandoned a few miles away from the mall. I am here with the mall cop now," the women turned to the mall cop. "Can you describe your feelings about this event?"
"Well," the mall cop started. "It just makes me disappointed in our society."
"Yes," the reporter agreed. "Did you see what the children looked like?"
"Yes they were a boy and girl," he explained. "The boy had red hair," Donny had a guilty look on his face when he heard that. "And the other, the girl, had black hair...and was very rude!"
"Thank you sir," the reporter said, facing back to the camera. "I have just gotten word that the girl involved in this event has run away. If you find a twelve-year-old dark-haired girl wandering the streets please tell the police immediately." She emphasized immediately. "In the mean time I'm Tara Mankey, back to you Tim." The scene changed and a man began to talk.
"I can't believe this," Donny said. "This is all wrong!"
"She broke the law son," his father came in, with drinks. "It's the right thing to do."
"Yeah," Donny's mother agreed. "But when I saw her I felt like I've seen her before."
"Probably on America's most wanted list," Gloria joked. "Ever since she could walk, she's been getting into trouble."
"What happened to her parents," Donny asked.
Gloria shrugged. "Nobody knows. They just broke into the orphanage one night and left her there."
"How could someone leave their child like that," Donny wondered.
"Out of all the stories I have about parents dropping their children off at the orphanage, Lucy's is the strangest."
"What happened exactly," Donny asked, sitting next to Gloria. She began to tell her story.
It was a cold rainy Sunday afternoon. Orphans were laughing and playing games inside their homes. Gloria was helping an orphan finish a puzzle. Then she heard a cry from up stairs. It, of course, was a baby. But there weren't any babies at the orphanage. Then she heard a womans voice.
"Shh," the woman said. "It's okay. It'll all be okay."
"Hello," Gloria said, walking towards the voice. She heard footsteps. "Who's up there?" She asked, getting more worried. Nobody replied. She started to walk faster when the baby began to cry again. Then the cries stopped again. Gloria opened the door to where she heard the cries. It seemed that nobody was in there, but the window was opened. She walked over to the window to close it. Her eyes saw a bright flash of green, which startled her. She turned to leave when the cries began again. Gloria turned and in a corner was a baby. "Oh my!" She said running towards the baby. The baby was rapped up in a dark blue blanket. When the baby noticed Gloria she stopped crying. The baby looked confused. "Aren't you a cute little thing," Gloria said, picking the baby up. A note dropped on the floor from the baby's blanket. She picked up the note. "This is Lucille. We can't take care of her right now so we left her here," Gloria read. She turned the note around. "Is that it?" She looked into the babies eyes. "Well you have a home now." She took the baby out to meet the other orphans.
"And that was the first time I met Lucy," Gloria explained.
"How strange," Donny commented.
"You said you saw a flash of green light," Donny's mother asked. Gloria nodded. "...Yes that is strange.."
"Well wherever she is," Donny said, looking out the window. "I hope she's alright."
Wow. I'm only twelve years old and I'm already a criminal...cool. I just have to leave the country, then everything will be fine. I'll go to England! Yes that's what I'll do! I'll change my name to Francesca and bleach my hair. I'll hide there for a while. Marry an heir to the throne and eventually become Queen of the Universe. Yes its full proof!
She stopped in her tracks when she heard a siren from behind her. Quickly, Lucy hid. The police car drove past her and she continued searching for a safe place to hide.
I'll have to think of something fast or I'm gonna be spending the next few years in Juvie. I don't like Juvie. I know! I'll hide under the bridge until I can get a ticket out of this dump.
She began running towards the bridge, avoiding any cop cars.
"Mom," a little girl complained. "Why does Donny get to stay up and I don't!"
"He doesn't," Donny's mother announced. "She's right you know. It's late."
"But mom," Donny groaned.
"No buts," she explained. "Now go. Tomorrow I'll tell you any news."
"Fine," Donny agreed. "Goodnight." He ran to his room and closed his door. Donny began opening his desk drawers. He was searching for something. "Where is it? Where is it?" Then he found what he was looking for. Donny picked up a flashlight. "I'm gonna find her," he explained, opening his window. "And I'm gonna help her."