The distance between us.

          On a summer afternoon, 1990, two children were born.  Quinn and Everett,  A girl and a boy who lived right next to each other.  They lived in a small town called,  Wolford.  It was a nice town, with good schools, and good people, it also had good houses and they were affordable. There was only one problem, it was small. It wasn't small enough for Heela and Jess, Quinn and Everett's mom's. Though it was small enough for Tom and Dave, there dad's.  

"Well I guess it's two against two." Said, Heela.  As she cradles Quinn in her arms.  Tom walks over and pokes Quinn's nose, "Boop." he said.

"Come on Dave, it's ladies first, you know the rules." Said, Tom. While watching Dave look over at Jess, he hears a knock at the door.  

"Ah, hello my good sir! How has your day been going? Good? Good!" Says the man who knocked at the door in a mysterious pattern, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM....BAM! 

"Oh...um hi? I'm Tom, and i'm good I guess.." Tom said, in a questioning voice.  Dave comes over and gives the man at the door a mean look.  The mysterious man looks back at Dave with a worried expression. 

"What are you doing here?  I thought I told you to stay away from my family...you creep." Said, Dave. Jess looks at Dave and then at the man at the door, and shakes her head slowly as little baby Everett starts to cry.

"Shhh, it will be okay." Said, Jess in a quiet voice.  Tom and Heela look at each other with shocked faces as Dave pulls his handcuffs out from his police uniform and charges right at the mysterious man.  Luckily, Dave gets whoever this man is and drives off.

"Where do you guys think he's going?" Says, Heela.  

"Probably to prison, I mean he did take the police car." Said, Tom. 

After a few minutes have gone by, Dave arrives back at home.  He walks in seeing Tom and Heela Feeding little baby Quinn. Jess is on the computer looking for a suitable car seat for Everett, his other one fell apart because David built it backwards.  

"Phew, glad that's over.  He sure was a troublemaker, a tough one too, he tried to kick me while walking to the car.  Little jerk...Anyways, what are you guys up to?" Said, Dave, while wiping his forehead currently covered in sweat. 

"Why did you have to arrest this man?  He seemed friendly enough..I mean all he did was greet me at the door and knocked weirdly, what's the harm in that?" Asked, Tom.  David was pouring a glass of wine for him and his wife.

"Well, he was sort of like a telemarketer...I guess you could say, anyways, he went from door to door selling drugs, such as weed, cocaine, things like that. I tried catching him before, but he was to sneaky and fast for me, I am just glad I finally had the chance to throw that terrible man in jail, it's where he belongs." David said.