That night, dinner was awkward. Mom and dad where siting side by side talking of the latest new of the town as Tif complained about how unfair high school teachers could be to the "non jocks." While grandma Sandy listened in to what everyone was saying. Sara just sat quietly poking at her casserole, figuring out what and when to ask the question about Kimberly.
"Hunny? You ok?" asked mom.
"Yeah, its just...Who was Kimberly Boggs?"asked Sara.
Like the breaking of some forbidden law, everybody stopped what they where doing and stared at Sara intensely. All eyes where on her. Sinking into her seat, she wished she never asked. She really hated the silence treatment from the family. This staring contest when on for a while till her father finally broke the silence.
"And where did you hear that name, pumpkin?" asked her father.
"From a story about..."
"What story?" Snapped her mother.
Sara was surprised by her mother's reaction. She never saw this side of her mother before on any dinner time discussion, ever! She was usually so passive when it came to sharing the daily gossip but for some reason this topic ruffled her mother's feathers.
"It was a ghost story about the scissorman." said Sara at last. "Her name was mentioned and then I found out that she was a real person so I was just wondering if anyone knew about her and stuff like that."
The tension seemed to claim down as Sara explained herself. A slight smile crossed her mother's face while her dad returned to is plate of food.
"Oh sweetycup, You really shouldn't worry to much about Kimberly Boggs. She was way before your time. She was just a girl that lived here in Suburbia along time ago. That's it." said mom returning to her routine of service out seconds. Sara wanted to press on with the questioning but decided it would be in her best interest not to.
The dinner scene was now in full swing again. Mom served out seconds, dad eat them and Tif was back at it complaining about every topic imaginable. The only one who seem deeply effected by her questioning was Grandma Sandy. She sat there in silence with a troubled look on her face. Sara could tell she knew something more about Kimberly then she was willing to tell. Maybe some secret information to why shadow boy visits her grave at night. Oh well that's going to have to wait, the casserole on Sara's plate was starting to get cold and She needed something to eat.