Chapter 6: Disaster and Devotion
Ardelia was shocked and speechless after finding the note. 'Maybe she'll change her mind and come back… or maybe I should go and stop her,' Ardelia thought to herself. As she sat down in the chair that Clarice had been sleeping in the night before, Ardelia fell asleep.
Half an hour after Ardelia fell asleep, she awoke, choking on the smoke that filled the room. "Oh no!" Ardelia screamed, she had forgotten to turn off the stove. She ran into the kitchen. Luckily, nothing was on fire… anymore, and the fire that there had been already burned itself out. Nothing really was really ruined, but now she needed a new oven. This just wasn't her day.
After she cleaned up the kitchen a little she called the police. They were coming over soon to interrogate her, and also to investigate what had happened the previous night and early this morning.
After Ardelia was done cleaning up some of the mess, she went to sit on the couch to relax a little. As she was sitting down, the doorbell rang, "Oh God, what is it now?" Ardelia said aloud to herself. It was the police.
As Ardelia let the policemen in, she couldn't stop the tears from flooding her eyes once again. "I'm sorry," Ardelia apologized, "I can't help it, my… my best friend… she's dead!"
"It's fine, we know it's hard," said the younger policeman, John, as he placed his arms around Ardelia and rested his cheek on her head. This comforted Ardelia while it lasted. Then it was time to be questioned.
Ardelia was shocked and speechless after finding the note. 'Maybe she'll change her mind and come back… or maybe I should go and stop her,' Ardelia thought to herself. As she sat down in the chair that Clarice had been sleeping in the night before, Ardelia fell asleep.
Half an hour after Ardelia fell asleep, she awoke, choking on the smoke that filled the room. "Oh no!" Ardelia screamed, she had forgotten to turn off the stove. She ran into the kitchen. Luckily, nothing was on fire… anymore, and the fire that there had been already burned itself out. Nothing really was really ruined, but now she needed a new oven. This just wasn't her day.
After she cleaned up the kitchen a little she called the police. They were coming over soon to interrogate her, and also to investigate what had happened the previous night and early this morning.
After Ardelia was done cleaning up some of the mess, she went to sit on the couch to relax a little. As she was sitting down, the doorbell rang, "Oh God, what is it now?" Ardelia said aloud to herself. It was the police.
As Ardelia let the policemen in, she couldn't stop the tears from flooding her eyes once again. "I'm sorry," Ardelia apologized, "I can't help it, my… my best friend… she's dead!"
"It's fine, we know it's hard," said the younger policeman, John, as he placed his arms around Ardelia and rested his cheek on her head. This comforted Ardelia while it lasted. Then it was time to be questioned.