Sorry, I know I said that I was going to try to make the chapters longer. But I decided that I would like to leave this chapter here instead of rushing into it.
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Her house was massive. It was an older, Tudor bricked home unlike the other houses on this road which were all modern detached houses. He liked this house; the old-fashioned look added to its charm.
The inside was more modern, but probably not to the extent as all the other houses.
"13 Bannerman Road," she said quite proudly. "My aunt left this house to me when she...died." He could hear the sadness in her voice. She shook her head, dispelling those painful and unwanted thoughts out of her mind. She looked at him and smiled, "Tea?" And he couldn't help but to smile back at her.
While she went in the kitchen to prepare the hot drinks, he examined his surroundings. She had pictures of herself sometime after her departure; he knew it was at this time because K9 was by her side in the pictures. Sometime after 1978, it must be. I sent her K9 in that year.
He continued looking, and came across a calendar. Oh no...