The next day I go to the house again. I look around this time and write down everything that I see. I see a beautiful long dinning room but if no one lives here than why? I write it down. I look in the living room with a wide open fireplace and 2 bright red chairs next to each other. But instead of a couch a rocking chair with a half made scarf. But if there's a scarf that is half made there should be a person to make that scarf. I write that down. Then I go to the hallway. There are million of drawings. But there was one were it interested me most. It had an old lady but she is sad looking at me. After that picture there are no more. I write that down. Then I go into a bedroom. The bed is big and green with a huge walk in closet. I see a picture of a girl a little older than me. She has red hair and green eyes. She has a big smile like Lilly. I see next to it scratch marks like some one moved the picture. So I move it and find a letter.

"Dear mother," it read
"Please do not be mad but I have to travel the world. I need to find my own place and job. I will not live on the family job or house.
Please understand
Your daughter, Teresa Jonson"

I write that down too. Then I go to the bathroom. I enter. Oh no I think what happened? The sink is leaking water from the side the floor is coved with pills and the shower drape is bent. I write this down too and leave. I find the guest bedroom. It has 2 beds and a dresser and a little chair. It has a picture of the girl and the old lady together hugging each other and smiling. I write that down. Soon I have checked all the rooms but the room with the shattered window. I used my pin to open it but it was open. I twist the handle. Suddenly I see the same old woman from the painting in the hallway and in the bedroom!

"You know it is not nice to sneak in an old woman's house."
"Oh I am so sorry see I just was....."
"Oh don't explain yourself I know you and what you were doing not very nice and you could have gone to jail."
"Oh don't put me in jail!"
"Why would I?"

She looks at me for a long time.

"Do you like to draw?"
"More than anything!"
"Than what are we waiting for come on to the kitchen for spice tea and drawing!"

I smile. What a nice lady. But how did she know I like spice tea and drawing in the kitchen?
I write that down. The kitchen is nice and cute for a big and grand house like this.
I draw a picture of the girl Teresa to give to the old lady.

"Wait are you drawing my daughter Teresa!?"

I node

"Thank you I misted her and I need a new picture. Thank you."

I finish my spice tea and thank her.

"Do you have to leave?" The old woman asks
"I am sorry but I have a family. What is your name?" I ask
"My name is Suzan."

I go home and wait for Sunday to come.(by sleeping.)