might find.” His face was twisted with worry.
“I’ll be okay.”
“Let me stay close, just in case.”
I nodded and he followed closely behind me. I walked up the sidewalk to the white house and to the door. I felt odd as I opened the door, but nothing happened. No crazy people standing behind the door ready to jump out and get me. I walked into the kitchen and looked toward the living room. Conner followed me in and around the corner towards the living room. I hesitated at the doorway. This didn’t feel right and I wondered what I might find. I swallowed the feeling and started into the living room. I looked at the spot where my family had been laying in my dream and saw nothing. A deep sigh of relief floated though me. I turned to Conner and shook my head.
“They’re not here.” I said
“Maybe they are in hiding. They knew that this day would come too.”
“I need to get some things. I’ll be back in a minute.”
He nodded in my direction and I started back to the kitchen and up to my room. I thought about all of the things that had happened and what could happen in the future. When I got to my room, I started grabbing some of my clothing so that I wouldn't have to borrow any more from Anna. She seemed nice enough, but her clothes were really not my style. I also snatched up my pictures. There were several that had my mom and dad in them and the one that had Jes pictured in front of the college that we had gone to. I thought about taking that one, but was unsure as to whether I wanted to remember the last night that I had seen her. I wondered what Conner had meant by telling me that she is not a witch. As far as I knew anyone could be a witch and cast spells. That's something that I'll have to ask him. I started back down the stairs to Conner and was still thinking about things. When I came around the bend of the kitchen to the living room I saw him standing there waiting for me. He turned and looked at me.
“Are you ready to go?” He asked looking at my old duffel bag thrown over my arm.
“I guess. I'm still worried about my mom and dad though.” I looked at the floor as I said this. I felt lost without them and I really hoped that they were alright wherever they were.
“I'm sure they are fine. Trust me; they know what they are doing.” He said this with such confidence that I couldn't help but believe him.
Five
I felt kind of empty when we got back to Conner's house. It was late in the afternoon and it felt as though it was going to start to rain soon. There was a light on in the kitchen, which made me think that Anna was there and waiting for us. When we got in the door, the smell of fresh made food overwhelmed me. It made me think of thanksgiving with my parents. Did they know about Conner and where I was or were they just as worried about me as I was about them?
“Did you get what you need from the trip?” Anna said this with a touch of bitterness in her voice. Conner gave her a dirty look and took my bag from me. He started up the stairs with it and I figured he was taking it to my room.
“I still don't know where they are.” I told her. I didn't care if she really listened to me. I just wanted to find them.
She slammed the pan that was in her hands on the counter. “You don't get it, do you? Has anyone really explained what is going on here yet?”
“Somewhat. I don't get why they would just disappear.”
“Because they will die if they stay in that house. The witches that are after you, your real parents, are deadly. They have killed a lot of people and some of them so that they can get to you. Conner has been delicate with you because we weren't sure that you could take the news, but now you have to know.”
I stared at her blankly. It felt like I'd been slapped in the face. Finally the blanks were being filled and I was getting it.
Conner reappeared from the stairs and looked at us. He could tell there was something going on that he had not anticipated. “Did I miss