Tyler went downstairs to put the comics that were worth something in his car, and throw the others in the dumpster. I lifted on dad´s mattress and pulled the zipper on the side of it down. To search through it. Almost immediately I found an envelope. I started to open it, when I could hear Hayley giggle behind me. Before I had the time to turn around, someone hit me with a pillow, and a cloud of dust came from it. I sneezed. With the envelope still in my left hand, I gripped a pillow, turned around and hit Hayley back. I put the envelope on the bedside table and after a few seconds I and her had a wild pillow fight. The pillows were dusty, so the dust flew around us.
"Come on now, girls" Tyler complained. "Lex, you were the one who said that we haven´t really got enough time so we better get going."
"Yes." I giggled, and stopped fighting with Hayley. "Yes of course." I cleared my throat, after breathing in heaps of dust. Then I went out in the hallway, and into my room. On the floor in the wardrobe stood a shoulder- strap bag. I pulled the shoulder- strap over my head, and went back into dad´s room. I put the envelope in the bag. I would take a look at it later. I put the bag on the floor.
Oh, that bag. I had saved as much lunch money as possible for like a year, I didn´t know what to do with it. But I knew I would have to get myself a new bag, the rucksack I had had back then were dad´s old. And it was just a matter of time, before it would break. I had fifteen dollars, and then I walked into the second hand store, I knew that I would have to get myself a coat for the winter, but I would have to get a new bag too, and I was hoping that my money would be enough… It wasn´t. I had fifteen dollars, two dollars to less. But the man that stood behind the counter was nice; he said that the bag was a bit old, and just because of that. I could buy it for five dollars. But then, one day. Dad came home from the pub, with another old rucksack he´d gotten from a friend, he wanted me to use that instead, and I did what he told me.
"Lex? Lex? Come on, earth to Lex." Connor´s voice brought me back from my memories.
"What did you say?" I looked up, from the mattress. I pulled the zipper up again, and laid it back at the bed.
"I asked you what I should do with these?" he had opened dad´s wardrobe, and pointed towards the clothes in it.
" Just, put it at the right side of the front yard." I said. "You know, where we put the trash. Just, just check so there isn´t something hidden in or between the clothes. Ehrm, Tyler."
"Yeah." He looked up from a magazine he had found under the mattress, and we all know what sort of magazines that people hide under mattresses.
"Stop reading that magazine." I pulled it out of his hands. "That mattress…" I pointed to dad´s bed. "Is about four times my size. Take it, and carry it down to the front yard, and throw it at the right side."
"Ok, boss." Tyler said and smiled a bit. I pushed his shoulder a bit. I walked around the bed, and to the side that hadn´t been used, for seven years. The part of the bed where mum had slept.
"So… we´re done in here." I closed the door to dad´s room, a while later. "You can just take that one over there, that was Wyatt´s room. I´ll take this one on my own." The others nodded and I walked into the only room, where I hadn´t opened the window. The room that once had belonged to Maddie and Zeb.
