4:33 a.m. (Angelica's view)
I should be grieving for Mom's death, but I didn't know her all that well. She was always too caught up in her business. I threw her cell phone away. Dad says we'll have to sell the house and move to New York City so he can find a better job. I told him I could move in with Tommy and Dil. He said that he was fine with it. What have you gotten yourself into, Angelica? Moving in with Tommy? Ack! My suitcase was all packed. I decided to sell all my old, worn-out clothes and use the money to buy new ones. So I only had a medium-size suitcase to bring along. All my furniture would be moved later. Dad was awake packing. He was flying to New York in two days. My life has gone from having everything to having only half of what I had before. Mom is dead, and I'm moving in with Tommy and Dil tomorrow. I rolled over on my pillow and tried to go back to sleep.
8:47 a.m. (Tommy's view)
Angelica's moving in. I begged Mom not to make me give up my room. Stupid me, I forgot about the guest room. Dil slid down the banister. "Mom! What's for breakfast?"
"Sit down, Dil. We're going to Aunt Charlotte's funeral today."
"So we're missing school?"
"Yes."
I hesitated for a moment before I spoke my mind on this situation.
"Mom, I think Aunt Charlotte was killed."
"Tommy! Where'd you get such a preposterous idea?"
"Well, she didn't have a weak heart, so it couldn't have been a heart attack. She was perfectly healthy. So what other cause of death could there be?"
"Don't jump to conclusions. She may have died of shock."
"Mom, you are boring."
"Don't say anything, Tommy. Angelica's walking up the driveway."
I clamped my mouth shut. She walked in brightly with that "Wish You Were Me?" shirt on.
"'Morning, family!"
"Hello, Angelica. You can take the seat next to Tommy," Mom replied.
Angelica whispered across the table, "Tommy, I think you were right. Someone killed my mom."
"How do you know I said that?"
"Pickles, you really need to get your kitchen windows fixed. There's a huge hole in one of them."
1:32 p.m. (Lil's view)
Tommy wasn't at school today. He called last night and said that Charlotte died. Before the power went out during last night's thunderstorm, he said that there's a murderer in our neighborhood. Then everything went totally black. I put the phone down and wondered who it possibly could've been.
a/n: OK...I know I didn't wait a whole week, but I love to update stories that I get feedback on. Stay tuned...wooo...
