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her big blue eyes and smiles.
      We’re just inside the doorway and it is already the biggest place I had ever seen.  There are hardwood floors everywhere and the ceilings are so high.I find it odd that all the rooms have ceiling fans in them.  We walk into a large bedroom, the size of our apartment living room and dining room put together. 
    “This would make a perfect room for your daughter.”  Larry says as he pulls back the curtains and shows us the sliding glass door that leads to a screened in porch with a swing.I feel myself falling in love with the room, but knowing Angie, I don’t let it show.Back inside, he opens a small door to the private bathroom.  It had a small sink, toilet, and a shower with a tub.  I could picture myself taking long hot baths listening to music or reading a book.
    We leave the room and make our way through the large kitchen and living room to the other side of the house.  “This is the master suite,” Larry gestures for us to go in.  A small room just inside has a TV mounted to the wall.  There is enough space inside for a couch and table.  To the left of the sitting area is a set of French doors; I move ahead and open them.  In the middle of the room sits a large poster bed, it has to be king size. There are matching nightstands on both sides of the bed, and a large
    mirrored dresser is propped up against the side wall.  At the bottom of the bed is a beautifully carved bench. 
    “Oh my God, this is absolutely beautiful.” My mom announces as she enters the space.  Her mouth is open in awe. 
    “If you like this, wait till you see the bathroom.”  Larry leans against the door frame while we peek inside.  The corner has a large sunken tub and big glass encased shower, large enough for two people.  “What do you think of the house?” Larry asks and shoves his paint-covered hands in his pockets.
    “Sophia, would you mind giving us a minute to talk?”  My mom turns to look at me, giving me an excited scream face. 
    “Sure, I’ll go wait on the porch.”  I try to get back to the porch as quickly as I can.I slide the door open and sit on the swing.  The wood, and room, is warm from the sun.  I close my eyes and pretend just for a minute that this is my home.I have a place that I can go to get away from everything and be alone with just my thoughts.
    My mom did a surprisingly good job finding this place for us to rent.  She worked things out so that we were able to pay for three months’ rent ahead of time.  Larry knew an office that was in need of a secretary so she was able to start working right away. 
     

 
    Chapter Three
    Time seems to go by so slowly when you are miserable.
    It seemed like things were falling into place for Angie, she found a job and was happy all the time.
    For me, I spent most of every day in my room.All I can think about is how I’m going to miss out on the enjoyment of senior year activities.  I’ve lost everyone and everything that was going to make this last year of school special.I dread mornings, but Angie insists that I get up to eat with her before she goes to work.  Today, I am pleasantly surprised, as I sit at the table alone eating in silence.I take the tip of my spoon and submerge the colored o’s under the milk.  I keep playing and don’t look up when I hear my mother’s heels clacking against the tile floor.
    “Sophie, have you gone to the school yet?”  I grumble into my bowl of cereal. I have put off registering for the last two months.  She did all the paperwork, I just have to go in and schedule my classes. 
    “No, not yet, I’ll go today.”  I notice Angie is dressed especially well and is wearing makeup.  “You look nice, what do you have planned for today?” 
    “Well, I have a date with Larry.”  Why does that name sound familiar?  I push a few more o’s under the milk and spooning them up before it hits me. 
    “Larry is the guy that owns the house we are renting.” I say aloud.It