Alone Again
For a minute, Jodi smiled, then the two girls walked back into the
house.
As they walked in the front door, policemen stopped looking around the
house, detective stopped asking questions and the parents, Mary and
Juan Heard, stopped crying. They all looked at the girls. Kristy
looked up for a second and saw all the eyes on Jodi. Then they kept
walking up the soft, carpeted stairs, past the master bedroom, down
the hallway, and into the family room.
"Jodi, Alex withh be here in about fifteen minutes, I promise,
hon," Kristy said gently.
"I know, Kris, thanks for being here for me,"
"Jodi, that’s what friends do. Why don’t you take a nap and I’ll
wake you up when Alex get’s here?"
"Good idea, I’m not sure if I can sleep right now but I’ll
try," Jodi said, yawning.
"I know, Jodi, I went through the same thing when my brother,
Frank, died of leukemia last year. I know how it feels to lose
someone," Kristy said, giving Jodi a hug. "Now let’s get
back inside, Alex is supposed to come over in half an hour. You can
relax a little with him, you look like you can use some rest."
