Jane decided to walk.
"Fine, walk," Linda said angrily, before getting in her car, starting the engine and speeding off, tires squealing.
Jane took a deep breath, then walked in the wrong direction of Deshan's place. She didn't know where Deshan lived and frankly, she didn't care. All she wanted to do was get back to something familiar. And that meant heading home. But what she didn't know was that what she thought was her home ... wasn't. Not anymore.
Speaking of Jane's former home, Mikey was still there all by himself. He checked all the rooms, but he still couldn't find anyone. Where was everyone? And where were all the family portraits and photos? They all seemed to be missing. Did someone steal them during the night? Why would anyone do that?
