He never grew up?

Two.

Dinner was absolutely lovely. Aunt Wendy has always been one of the best cooks. I missed her cooking, but I missed her even more. It has been three years since I have been able to visit with her. My family and I had been to England every Thanksgiving or Christmas, celebrating with my Aunt Wendy, Uncle Michael, and Grandpa John.

Even though we used to visit our family in England at least twice a year, it was never really enough for me. I always dreamt of moving out of America for good and living in England. (Maybe even meet a super cute British guy. Which what teenage girl doesn't fantasize over hot guys with even hotter accents?)

I wouldn't change a thing about being raised in my small hometown in Indiana but a part of me always longed to be in England. I always longed to be with my Aunt Wendy and my Grandpa.

"So tell me... What made you want to come stay with me?" Aunt Wendy smiled as she placed her glass of milk to her lips, taking a sip.

I shifted a little in my seat, pressing my lips into a tight smile "Well.. I missed you.. and.."

"And?" my aunt placed her glass down looking at me from across the table.

"I just have a hard time feeling at home when I'm home.." I sighed, pushing what was left of my chocolate cake around. "But when I'm here.. I'm always home. I'm actually happy here. I feel like I belong here, not in America."

Aunt Wendy reached across the table and grabbed my hand, making me look back up at her. "Oh, Lissa..." my aunt cooed as she stood up and came around the table to hug me.

"I know losing your grandpa was hard on you. It's been hard on me as well, my brothers mean the world to me." She smiled sadly, "But if I know John, I know that he would not want to see either of us living unhappily. Would you agree?"

Sniffling a bit, I nodded at my aunt before giving her a smile which she gladly returned.

"Now, how about we get ready for bed? We have a busy first day in town, tomorrow! Places to go and people to see" Aunt Wendy chirped as she straightened up, leaving a hand on my shoulder.

I smiled in response before giving her a small nod as i got up and to help Aunt Wendy clean up in the kitchen, and then soon went up to my bedroom.

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I sighed closing the door to my room behind me, looking around for the light switch.

"Where is the light in here.." I whispered, mostly to myself feeling around the walls.

This room obviously doesn't have electricity.

I felt around for my bag and eventually opened it up and found my iPhone to use the flashlight so I could get around the room and help me find my things in my bag.

"Oh no... don't tell me..." I searched through my bag, dumped everything out of it and realized I never packed my pajamas.

"Great.." I looked around and noticed a dresser which looked very old, but was quite pretty. I started opening up drawers, looking and hoping for something to sleep in, and then finally I found a light blue night gown.

Well... I guess this will do. I can always get some pajamas in town tomorrow..

I quickly changed out of my clothes, and into the night gown. Surprisingly it was a perfect fit, and quite comfy too! After that I climbed into what was Aunt Wendy's old bed, brushing my long brown hair out before I checked the time on my phone.

Almost midnight. I really needed to get some sleep.

I put my phone on the nightstand beside me and made myself comfortable under the blankets.  Just as I had slowly began falling asleep, I heard a loud clatter coming from the window and shot straight up in bed to see that the window had swung open.