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Miriam Carroll pulled her ten year old minivan up to the sidewalk in front of the Carroll Family's new home. Two stories, a wraparound front porch, a fairly decent fenced lawn in the back. Attic, basement, four bedrooms, three baths, a very nice kitchen...almost everything a family could want. There was the pesky little rumor about the previous owners, but the real estate agent had assured Miriam and Simon that the rumors were mostly false, conjured up by neighborhood kids on Halloween.
In the front passenger seat was her oldest son, Terry. He should be on a football field a few states away at the moment, but he wasn't. His team...what used to be his team, had qualified for the playoffs just after he'd left. Instead, he was here, helping his family move in to a new house.
In the back were Bella, Miriam's daughter, and Brad, her boyfriend. Brad had been guilted by Bella and her mother to come along and help move the family in to the new house.
Simon, Miriam's husband, had taken the family's other car, a four-door sedan, out to a fast food joint to get lunch for everyone.
Behind the mini-van was a small trailer with the family's absolute necessities - a few changes of clothes, a laptop, toiletries, air mattresses, and a few boxes of other stuff. Everything else was scheduled to arrive via a moving company tomorrow.
Olivia, the real estate agent was waiting at the front door, a set of keys dangling from one hand and a clipboard with the last bit of paperwork to sign under her arm, a big smile plastered across her round face. Olivia's car, a red mustang, was parked across the street.
In the front passenger seat was her oldest son, Terry. He should be on a football field a few states away at the moment, but he wasn't. His team...what used to be his team, had qualified for the playoffs just after he'd left. Instead, he was here, helping his family move in to a new house.
In the back were Bella, Miriam's daughter, and Brad, her boyfriend. Brad had been guilted by Bella and her mother to come along and help move the family in to the new house.
Simon, Miriam's husband, had taken the family's other car, a four-door sedan, out to a fast food joint to get lunch for everyone.
Behind the mini-van was a small trailer with the family's absolute necessities - a few changes of clothes, a laptop, toiletries, air mattresses, and a few boxes of other stuff. Everything else was scheduled to arrive via a moving company tomorrow.
Olivia, the real estate agent was waiting at the front door, a set of keys dangling from one hand and a clipboard with the last bit of paperwork to sign under her arm, a big smile plastered across her round face. Olivia's car, a red mustang, was parked across the street.
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