"No one," she called back. "Be right there. Sorry...I have to go. It's dinnertime. You should go home."
"This is my home..." Jon insisted.
She laughed as if he'd said something funny. "Your home is next door, silly. Maybe you mixed up the houses 'cause you just moved here."
Jon pushed past her to enter the house. He only got a few steps inside before he paused as he saw the dining room table.
"Stacy, who is this?"
"This is the new neighbor," Stacy said.
Jon tried to get a handle on what was happening.
