"Evan!" Grace heard Mrs. Guillen yelling. "Evan!" she yelled again. "Coming!" Evan yelled back. Evan ran out the door of the small bedroom and Fat Louie ran after him. Louie always likes to follow people.

"What mom?" Evan asked when he got into the Living Room/Kitchen. "The phone's for you." She said, dully, staring at the television. She now had 2 empty beer bottles on the small table, now opening another one, and watching a bad TV show. Evan took the phone from her.

"Hello?" he said. "Hello, this is the New York Police Department is this Evan Wallace?" said a male police officer. "What? This is Evan Guillen speaking." Evan said. Evan heard the police officer tell another police officer, "Yeah, that's what I thought." Evan was confused. "I think you have the wrong Evan, sir." Evan said, getting ready to hang up.

"Son, hold on now, I need to talk to you about something very important." The police officer said. "You might want to sit down." He said.

Evan went into the bathroom and sat on the counter. "What is it officer?" Evan asked politely. "It's about your mother." He said. Evan got a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Yeah?" he said. "Listen, uh, son, your mother has illegally changed her name from Wallace to Guillen. We have just found that out. How long have you been referred to as Evan Guillen?" the police officer asked.

Grace sat down on the bottom bunk and watched Jose and Hannah play PS2. She was scared. How long would she be able to live here with the Guillens? Evan's mom won't let her and Hannah stay forever. And she didn't want Hannah thinking and worrying about stuff like this at such an early age. Even Grace shouldn't have to.

"Ohhh..... Yeah! Uh-Huh! Uh-Huh!" Jose chanted. He just beat Hannah in a car race. He had lost 4 times out of 5 races and finally beat Hannah. Hannah just smirked at him, obviously not happy that she lost to a boy she already beat 2 minutes ago.

Grace was thinking. Should she tell Hannah about all this? She doesn't want to lie to her. Grace wouldn't want to be lied to, even if it meant knowing something as big as this.

"For as long as I can remember, officer." Evan told him. "Well, your mother has lied to the society." That's all? "Um, officer, with all do respect sir, what does this have to do with me?" he asked. "I haven't told you everything about your mother yet, son." The police officer said.

"Um, Hannah?" Grace asked. Hannah paused the game and looked at her. Her neck length dirty blonde hair hitting Jose in the face. "Ow!" he snapped, rubbing his eyes. "Oh, sorry Jose." She said.

"What?" Hannah asked. "Hurry up and unpause it Hannah!" Jose said in the background.

"Come here Hannah." Grace said. Hannah walked over and sat next to Grace on the bed. "What?" she asked.

"Uh," should she tell her? "Um....how was school today?" She said quickly. She couldn't tell her, not now when she was having such a good time, such a good and happy life.

"Fine. I got straight A's." She said proudly. "Good for you Hannah! And how's piano going?" she asked. Jose sighed rather loudly, rolled his eyes, and plopped his head down on the floor. Grace glanced at the screen..he was winning. "Good! My teacher said I'm....progressing really well." She said. "Grace? Can I go now?" she asked. Grace laughed. "Yeah, go ahead!" Jose jolted upright and got ready to win.

"What else is there about her?" Evan asked, worriedly. "Are you sitting down son?" the officer asked.........