The outsider
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The house was utterly perfect, after moving some furniture and unpacking some of her stuff, Erin was happy and feeling at home.
Unfolding clothes and organizing her shoes, she was ready to take a shower.
But first she needed to get some stuff from the super market.
Sweeping the sweat from her forehead and putting the loose hair inside her bandana; Erin took the groceries list pasted on the fridge, the car keys and her wallet. Driving with the car window down, she let the warmest of the day bathe her skin, and tapping her fingers at the wheel, while singing; she arrived to Rosie's, the small groceries store where her name was pronounced more than ten times since she arrived to Smith´s Grove Sanitarium.
Rosie Norman was one of the oldest people in Haddonfield, and nobody knew how old was she or how old was the groceries store she owned.
When Erin arrived to Haddonfield, her name was in old Rosie's mouth as if she were some kind of disease. "The outsider... I hope she's a good woman, God knows we don't need a messed up misfit in this town, I heard she visited Loomis at the sanitarium and that Judith is her landlady, I can't believe she let someone she didn't know at all at her house..."
Of course Judith Wilkes, knew better than that and before more spreading rumors were held in "Satan's dusty graveyard" as she used to called the old grocery store, Judith went casually to buy some milk and talked about how a hardworking, responsible, young and beautiful woman, her tenant was. Being an outsider there was not easy at all; Erin would need a lot of help to not be considered a misfit.
Rosie fixed her glasses so she could give a good look to the outsider. She was wearing denim jeans, a withe tank top and a bandana with... With some bloody Halloween pattern. The old woman was already enjoying this... She looked tired and a bit dirty.
Erin entered the place distracted, not noticing the woman staring from the cash register.
The place was small, cute and full of dust. She walked through one of the ten halls. Grabbing a red basket, she took two milk cartons, eggs, jam, bread... Reading her list, she walked to the fourth hall; cereal, soap... It only took her 15 minutes to complete the list.
Walking to the cashier, she notified a few curious stares from some people in there. Smiling softly she looked at the cashier. "You are the new tenant of Mrs. Wilkes"- Rosie stated.
How does she knows, thought Erin and in that moment a flicker of angry shot through her, remembering the words of her mother: "small town, big hell"
Trying to not show how angry she was, she smiled sweetly.
"That's me; my name is Erin "shaking his hand with the older woman, Erin felt like she was accepting a no so nice contract
"I'm Rosie Norman…the owner of the place "She added while keeping the hand of the young woman for more time to her dismay.
Passing each thing, Erin could have sworn the old woman was memorizing every single item on the basket and checking again while keeping everything in a brown paper bag.
"I hope to see you around"
"Of course Mrs. Norman, thanks"
After paying and trying to ignore how her wallet was being eyed, the brunet took the heavy bag to her car and back to her house.
"God! That woman was like an old teacher, the worst dinner ever and my mother combined" Erin whispered in the relief in the inside of her car, looking in the rearview mirror some people where decorating with smiling pumpkins, and vampires the street.
It was October 4th and the new beginning of the outsider was about to take a total change…
