House of the Demented

New Inspection

I came into my mom's room. She was planning the route for tomorrow. 

"Can I look at what we have to do tomorrow?" I asked her. She pulled up the list of work orders, and highlighted the ones that we would have to do tomorrow. They were all in the immediate area, so they weren't too far away. It looked like it wasn't going to be that long of a day.

Then I noticed one that she highlighted. It wasn't one that we had ever done before. 

I pointed at it and asked, "When did we get this one in?"

"Sometime today," she replied.

"Can you give me an idea of where it is?" I asked her.

"I looked it up on Google Maps and it was in the middle of nowhere. I had to zoom out to be able to get an idea of where it was. It's like 10 miles highway 55. Frankly, this house is really out of our way, but I can't just tell Mike that I can't do it because it's 20 miles out of our way," She said.

Mike was our boss in a sense. He liked how well we worked.

"But get this, I was looking at the property notes for this house in the app, and it said that it had been vandalized," She added.

"Did it say where?" I asked her.

"No, which kind of concerns me," She said back to me. I could tell that she was a little worried when she added a small laugh at the end of her sentence.

"So this one is going to be a little creepy," I assumed.

"Probably. Hopefully it won't be completely gross like some of the ones we do," She said.

"It better not," I smiled at her, hoping to relieve her uneasy aura. 

"Go ahead and get some sleep. We're waking up fairly early tomorrow so that we can miss the rain. I don't want to do this house when it's raining because I'm going to want to make notes in the script about it in the app at the house, just in case if I miss any pictures of it. It's too far out to be missing anything. I'd have to fake it if I missed something," She said, yawning a little, hinting at her growing tiredness.

"Yeah. That would suck," I replied. I wished her a goodnight and went back to my room.