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|((Continued from Greenslie)) Who was this girl. She seemed to no so much and Alex couldn't figure out why. He'd never seen her before let alone talk to her. Yet it seemed so comfortable to and now even his little sister, who liked barely anybody, was talking freely to the woman. It all seemed too wierd and not only that she was a hitchhiker. What would his father think of that?||
"He’s looking for me."
Alex had no time to respond as he brought the car to a stop in his driveway. By the time he’d found words to speak she was half way to the door. Climbing from the jeep he followed her to the front door, fumbling with his keys.
She glanced back at him and for the first time he saw her clearly. Not at all a plain young woman her hair was thick, a somewhat coarse mass of black strands. Her skin had a natural glow to it, lightly tanned. Yet it wasn’t her sleek athletic form that caused him to stare, it was her eyes. A pure shade of green he’d never seen before anywhere. They were sharp, catching every movement in the dim light. He found it odd she didn’t blink very much. Her dark lashed were the same color as her hair, he thought perhaps because of the mascara, outlined the emerald color. Flecks of gold shimmered in the deep color and he didn’t notice his keys were no longer in his hand until she turned away and unlocked his front door.
She turned back to his expression of amazement and handed the ring of keys back. Alex stood there staring at her still ‘til a quirked eyebrow showed itself to change her serious expression. Silently she turned and entered the house. Alex followed quietly as she moved about through rooms with an odd sense of knowing where she was going before stopping in the doorway of his living room.
There on the floor in a read bean bag chair sat Alex’s five-year-old sister watching an old Abbot and Costello Halloween Special.
"Joan, what are you doing up?" Alex frowned as the girl jumped up with a yelp. She turned around to face her older brother with a frown. A freckled faced girl with blond pigtails and wide brown eyes.
"I’m watching Aboot and Cosello," Joan said, her hands on her hips and scowling at Alex before her attention turned to the woman standing next to him. She ran up to her and looked up with curious brown eyes.
"Hello, Lady," Joan said, walking around her to see who she was. Alex watched as she stood perfectly still while Joan looked her over.
"Who are you?" she asked, standing on her tiptoes in attempt to look the woman in the eyes.
"You can call me Amelia, Joansy," She said, giving Joan a friendly smile.
"Joan!" Alex interrupted, "get to bed!"
"But I want to stay with Amelia," the girl protested, taking Amelia’s hand.
"Joan I’m not…"
"I’ll take her," Amelia picked up the girl with ease. Alex was about to retort but Joan was already curled up in Amelia’s arms. It wasn’t often the five-year-old took to strangers. Even relatives at Christmas she’d scream at if they tried to pick her up. HE sighed and nodded as Amelia carried Joan upstairs.
Amelia took the girl to her room with barely a hint from Joan as to which it was.
"You’re pretty. Where’d Alex pick you up?" She asked innocently, not knowing the truth behind the question.
"By the road," She replied, pulling the covers over Joan.
"But Daddy told…"
"Its safe, Joansy. You can trust me," She smiled warmly at her.
Joan’s usual suspicion of everyone faded and she smiled back at Amelia.
"Where you gonna sleep, Amelia?"
"Here," She said and the light clicked off.
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