So Long Ago
Ch.10- Late night
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It is a strange thing, time. It seems to stop when you want it to go, and go when you want it to stop. Sara supposed it was a mental thing; she never went for the supernatural occurrences. For now, she could classify the anomaly into the first law of Life.
At this time, Sara very much wished time would stop moving. She sat in silence in the Garcia's living room. A police officer had responded to the call, and occasionally asked questions to them. Otherwise, the room was silent.
As the time slipped away quicker and quicker, the mood dropped even more.
"There's got to be something we can do!" Mr. Garcia exclaimed. "What good is it just sitting here?"
"Mr. Garcia, please," the officer tried to calm him. "We have people out in the field and at the office helping to locate your son. Are you sure there's nothing we should know?" He seemed to be directing the question to the two girls on the couch, as if knowing they knew something.
"Well," Katie began, "He's been different."
"Different how?" the officer prompted. Katie shrugged. Sara knew Katie didn't want to present her brother as a bad person.
"C'mon Katie." Mrs. Garcia edged. Katie sighed.
"There's a group at school. Matt Jason."
"Okay," the officer responded. He left the room to make a call.
"Katie," Sara said, "I really should go." Katie nodded.
"I'll bring you back," Mr. Garcia offered. Sara hesitated. She needed to sneak back in, and she doubted Mr. Garcia could help her.
"Um, no…you guys need to be here…in case something comes up." She picked herself up, and made her way outside.
She stood outside for awhile, feeling the cold breeze, her mind going crazy. She grabbed her bike and headed off, but soon, as the night engulfed her, she almost wished that she had accepted the ride.
There was an eerie silence as she rode through the streets. She chose not to take the shortcuts where there was no lighting. She cursed herself for being afraid. She kicked the speed up a notch, and adrenaline propelled her faster and faster until she entered the foster home's neighborhood.
She went around the back to the kitchen door. It was always unlocked until late. She peeked in and saw no one. Casually she crossed the room and opened the doors leading to the main lobby. She began to walk across to the restrooms. She could just pretend that she had been in the bathroom if she made it. She walked faster…
"SARA SIDLE!" She stopped dead. "Where-have-you-been!" The voice belonged to the strictest adult in the home: Vanessa Eastwood.
"Bathroom?" Sara lamely responded.
"I don't think so young lady." Vanessa's totally evil person smiled…evil. "No outings for you for a while. I'll punish Cindy as well for lying. The more in isolation, the better. But first, you have a visitor." She added disappointed. "Go to room A6."
"You got it." Sara responded, taking off before she had a chance to punch that woman.
Sara entered the desired room to find Linda, her mother's lawyer.
"Sara, come in. I was getting worried about you. I'm sure your mom would be having a heart attack by now." She beckoned Sara forward. Sara decided to ignore the shameful comment.
Sara sat in a chair opposite the lawyer.
"Okay, Sara, I was wondering if you had given anymore thought to what I had asked of you."
Sara was asked by Linda to testify for her mother. Say something to get the jury to be sympathetic and let her mother go.
"Yah, I've given it some thought." Sara responded slowly. Linda took it as a yes.
"Great. Okay, I was thinking that you could say how your mom-"
"I didn't say I would do it." Sara interrupted angrily. Linda was shocked.
"Sara, this is your mother. She loves you. Think about what she's done. Deep inside, you know she doesn't deserve even a trial."
"That's right." Sara spat. "She doesn't deserve a trial. She deserves to be thrown in jail without one."
"You don't mean that-" Linda couldn't believe her ears.
"I do." Sara responded more calmly. She didn't even know why she was acting so hostile to her mom. "I'll sleep on it, and I'll see you in court."
Linda watched perplexed as Sara departed out the door. On the other side, Sara felt triumphant that she showed Linda, but still thought about her words.
Sara walked in her room and flopped on her bed. Cindy was asleep. Linda's words about thinking about what her mother had done for her made Sara uneasy. She felt something build up inside of her as she realized there was nothing she could think of.
"I hate lawyers." Sara breathed. She turned on her side and, fully clothed, fell into an uneasy sleep.