The Houstons made it back to their home while Rex did what any puppy would do. As they neared the house, Jeff and Heather spotted a police car stopping in front of the house.
“I can’t believe that old hag has done it again,” Heather moaned as Jeff parked the car.
Once the police car parked, police Lt. Jung left his vehicle as a man in his forties exited the black SUV behind the police car. He approached them quietly as the Houstons left their vehicle. “Mr. Houston, Mrs. Houston, can I have a word with you please?” Lt. Jung asked, taking off his hat.
Jeff turned to George immediately. “George, take your sister in the house,” Jeff instructed. Whatever Lt. Jung was going to say, he didn’t want his kids to hear it.
George immediately nodded before gently pushing Erinna towards the house as she held Rex in her arms.
Both Lt. Jung and the man in the black suit waited till the kids were inside the house, then Lt. Jung started to talk. “This is, the director of the FBI field office for the state, Clark Butler,” Lt. Jung introduced before the man reached to shake Jeff’s hand.
“It’s an honor to meet the son of Howard Houston,” the man said, shaking Jeff’s hand.
“I don’t want to sound rude, and I would love to welcome you at any time in my house, but what is the purpose of your visit, if you don’t mind?” Jeff already had a bad feeling about the reason for their visit, yet, he wanted to disbelieve his intuition. He didn’t even want to think about the possibility of it happening at all.
“I would rather if we talk inside if you don’t mind, Mr. Houston. The matter is serious,” the man announced. It didn’t seem he wanted to talk outside, so Jeff and Heather decided to guide them inside their house.
Erinna and George walked into the house. Once inside, Erinna let Rex down, leaving him to discover the place. Rex decided to remain beside her, so they walked toward the living room. Entering the living room, Erinna saw Angelo running with his mom chasing after him holding a plate in her hand.
“Angelo, come back here,” Hattie called, chasing after him. Angelo ignored her and kept running. She couldn’t find it in her heart to shout at him. After many failed attempts to give birth, he was her only child, and she had grown desperate before Angelo came.
“Angelo Sheldon Gavin, what are you doing?” Erinna scolded sternly. Her scolding immediately affected Angelo. He froze in his place before turning to look at Erinna. “You’re being naughty again?” Erinna raised her eyebrow, making Angelo look down in shame.
“It’s alright, sweetheart. Angelo was full of energy, and it was hard to catch up to him. He didn’t want to finish his breakfast,” Hattie said, trying to catch her breath.
“Is that so?” Erinna watched as George carried Rex and sneaked upstairs. Erinna decided to chase after him once she finished with Angelo. “Should Rin stop talking to Angelo?”
“Noooo,” Angelo protested, running to hug Erinna, although he could only reach her legs. “Rin, talk to Angelo,” Angelo said, sniffling.
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Gradual Change
General FictionA story about a ten-year-old named Ryan whose world gets turned upside down when a genetic disorder is discovered. How will Ryan cope with the news of what this life-changing disorder means for his future? How will his family and those around him de...
