AQlright. Time for the next installment. Here we go
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Joan, Luke and Kevin crossed into Maryland at about 4 that afternoon. They passed the high school, the library, the newspaper, the police station and finally pulled up in front of their old house. Luke whizzed up to the front door, knocked and waited for a reply while Joan helped Kevin get out of the car.
Luke was still waiting at the door when Joan and Kevin made it up the stairs.
"Do you reckon they're still at work?" asked Luke.
Joan and Kevin shrugged in unison, but the next moment the handle of the door turned, and a tall, elderly, black man was standing at the door, and was soon joined by his wife, who was equally as tall and dark. The Girardi children looked at each other, unsure what to do. It was obvious that these people were no there parents.
"Um…I think we have the wrong house," said Luke, "we're looking for Will and Helen Girardi."
The man remained silent.
Joan had a go at explaining. "We used to live here…"
The man still didn't appear to understand, but the woman looked at them warmly as comprehension set across her face, and said "We're friends of theirs. I'm Judy and this is Ken. They still live here; we are just here to help look after the house while Helen recovers."
"What?" asked Kevin in a scandalous voice.
"Helen? She had a stroke about six weeks ago," said Ken, finally breaking his silence.
"Oh my God," said Joan quietly.
"Well, how can we help you?" asked Judy.
"Um, we're her children," said Kevin, still trying to understand what was going on.
Judy's face suddenly had a look of pity on it. The three children had already noticed that her facial expressions were always extreme and would quickly change. "Well, I guess you want to see her then, don't you?" she asked.
The three looked at the woman carefully. Finally Luke spoke up. "Yeah, of course."
"You go first Luke. I'll get out the stuff from the car and Kevin can help." Luke shrugged, and followed Judy upstairs. He looked back at his brother and sister, still on the verandah with Ken standing over them like a pole.
He was nervous about what he was going to see. Would his mother be awake, or asleep? Would she be able to move, would she be able to speak? He honestly had no idea.
He finally reached the top of the stairs, and was lead to his parents room. The door was closed.
Judy turned to him, this time hr face was full of obvious fake happiness. "Well, she's just in here. Take your time, love. I'll go see what these others are doing. Give me a call if you need anything."
Luke nodded, and waited until she had gotten to the bottom of the stairs, before turning the doorknob, and entering his parents room.
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