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gone with
Danny.”
    “ Danny?” Sarah
asked.
    “ Danny is the painter, he
has been meeting with him for lunch almost every day for a week
now, Danny is introducing him to people around town since he
doesn’t know anyone,” the woman explained. “By the way, my name is
Tammi,” she said holding out her hand.
    “ Nice to meet you Tammi,”
Sarah said shaking her hand, “would you let Mike know that I
stopped by when he returns please?”
    “ Yes, of course,” Tammi
said with a smile and walked Sarah to the door. “Nice to meet you
Mrs. Heathrow, have a great day.”
    When Sarah came home, she wanted to
write more but was too afraid to go upstairs to that room after
what happened the night before. She got a notepad and sat on the
couch writing, sometime after ten pages she fell asleep.
     

Chapter 11
     
    Sarah woke up to the sound of the
front door slamming; she jumped up and turned to see the children
walking through the living room. The kids went to her and gave her
a hug before going up to their rooms to play. Sarah was planning
out what they would have for dinner when she seen Mike pull up the
driveway, he parked and came inside sitting down at the
table.
    “ Tammi said you stopped by
the office today, I tried to call your cell but it just went to
voice mail,” Mike explained.
    “ You know service sucks
out here in the sticks,” Sarah said smiling. “I was stopping by to
tell you that I found something to do a few days a
week.”
    “ Oh, really, what are you
doing?”
    “ I saw in the paper that
they needed volunteers at a food bank to help pass out food for
people in need.”
    “ That’s great,” Mike said
and had a look on his face like he was thinking hard about
something.
    “ I heard you have been
meeting some new people around town, through some painter
guy.”
    “ Yeah, Danny, if I’m going
to be a lawyer here it’ll be good to know some of the people, we
should get out and make some friends anyway,” Mike said.
    “ True, we should, maybe
I’ll make some new friends down at the food bank
tomorrow.”
    “ Tomorrow?” Mike asked and
sounded surprised.
    “ Yes, tomorrow morning,
they are going to start teaching me what to do; I guess they really
do need help badly.”
    “ What time will you be
home?”
    “ Oh, around three thirty,
early enough to be home when the kids get off the bus,
why?”
    “ No reason, I just was
wondering where to find you if I needed you for some reason,” he
said with a smile.
    Sarah was cooking steaks with baked
potatoes while Mike was going through the papers inside his
briefcase.
    “ What are those papers?”
Sarah asked.
    “ Oh just some possible
cases I have been looking through,” Mike answered.
    “ Great, I hope you get
some business soon, because our bank account is taking a beating,”
Sarah said and waited to see how he would react.
    “ Don’t worry I have a lot
of clients lined up, everything will be alright I promise,” he said
with a reassuring smile. “How are things going with your book?”
Mike said changing the subject.
    “ Oh, it’s going good I
have a few chapters finished, it will be a while before I have it
completed,” she said as she set the table for dinner.
    The family had dinner and spent the
evening watching TV, when they went to bed, Sarah lay awake for a
long while staring at the ceiling thinking about the ghosts she had
seen since living in the house, and this terrible Uncle Silas
clown, was it real or did she dream it, she finally went asleep but
had nightmares most of the night.
    The next morning was the same as every
morning except that there was a dusting of snow on the ground, they
were used to lots of snow in Chicago but living out here with the
trees and open fields, and it was a beautiful sight. Sarah showed
up at the food bank early and had to wait for thirty minutes for
someone to arrive and unlock the doors, it was a woman in her
sixties, short and thin, and her hair was gray, Sarah walked up to
her.
    “