Doggett and I walked up to the door. I reached out a single finger and
pressed the doorbell. The wait of less than ten seconds seemed like an
eternity.
"Hello, how may I help you?" A tall pale woman cracked open the door, a
single blue eye peering outside, her voice quite shaky.
" I'm Monica Reyes, this is my friend John Doggett. You must be Lucy."
"Oh, c-come in..." She opened the door completely. "I can't be too
sure that when I answer the door, another parent from Ginny's school is going
to be yelling at me, telling me I-I'm a bad parent."
"Lucy? Who are these people?" A young twelve-year-old came from down the
stairs, her long dark brown, almost black hair waved behind her. The girl's
silver, almost sort-of hypnotic eyes stared right into the depths of the
emotions I felt at that moment, my stomach in a knot and my heart beating
wildly. That was Virginia Meyers, my niece.
"Don't worry, Ginny, these people are
here to help us..." Lucy said nervously.
"Lucy, that woman... Monica... she
looks exactly like the pictures of mom..."
"How did you know my name?"