After we got back from the old woman's house, Aunt Jessica raced over and hugged us until we couldn't breathe. She wore a pink bathrobe and blue pajama pants.
Her reddish blond hair was tucked underneath a bath towel.
The fabric of her bathrobe rubbed hard against my nose that I worry I might sneeze.
"Where the HELL were you two?" she screeched.
"There is a serial killer out there, and yet you two think it's okay to get slaughtered?"
After she released us from her restrains, Aunt Jessica crossed her arms and expected a crappy excuse from me.
"I'm sorry," I said. "We just went for a drive."
She rose her eyebrow at this then pressed for more details.
"We just went for a drive," Ben repeated.
Aunt Jessica looked at him before sending him off to bed.
"Goodnight," she huffed.
Ben nodded then looked into my eyes.
"I'll join you," I insisted. "Just go to sleep."
He smiled sadly and disappeared in the bedroom.
A long sigh escaped out of her throat as Aunt Jessica glares at me.
Although her face looked pissed, her angry blue eyes diminishes, like a flame.
"Go to bed, young lady." she sighed finally.
"Yes, ma'am." I replied.
She gave me an emotional hug then lets me go upstairs.
"Goodnight," Aunt Jessica called.
"Goodnight," I called back.
Sitting in his bed, Ben untied his shoelaces and placed his shoes.
I tossed my knapsack on my own bed then pulled out the school yearbooks Cameron's grandmother gave us.
"Here," I say, tossing one of the yearbooks in his direction.
"This will help us get started."
Ben nodded, but then set the thin book on the drawer top.
"We need to get some sleep first," he insisted, pulling his gray socks off of his feet.
I let out a moan then rubbed my eyes.
"I'm not even tired," I scoffed.
A smug grin grew on his lips.
"Yes, you are." he insisted slyly. "Cole, you seriously need some rest."
"Don't baby me," I said, taking off my own shoes.
"I feel energized, ready to take on the world."
Ben snickered at my comment.
"You sound like a Disney princess."
I dropped my jaw and I threw my pillow at Ben's shoulder.
But instead of landing on his bed, it hit the wall.
"I do not sound like a Disney princess," I insisted.
Ben nodded slowly.
"Okay," I said, crossing my arms. "If I am a Disney princess, who fits my personality?"
Ben thought about it for a moment before answering.
"You're like the genetic combination between Meredith, Jasmine, and Belle."
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Trails
Mystery / ThrillerAfter solving many cases, Cole and her mother has decided to visit a relative in Nebraska, but when her mother was stricken with the flu, Ben takes Cole to Nebraska while his younger brother, Seth takes care of her mother. As soon as they reached t...
