Carterville
We drive into a dirt road, leading to a ranch. Im going to live with the Coopers. My older brother said that my family was good friends with the Coopers. Having to start fresh is harder than it looks. Casterville, California. A ranch. A small town. Freedom to the extent of a big metal gate. When my parents passed, everybody shaded me as if it was my fault for what happened. After a fancy dinner, my parents wanted to stay longer, si my brither and i left. When we got home, we waited for them, waited, and waited. They never came home. It wasn't raining or anything. It was dry and quiet. When someone came, knocked on our door. My brother opened it and fell to his knees. My parents go into a tragic car accident. They were rushed to the hospital. On the way there, my dad passed. My mom made it for 2 days, then went to cardiac arrest. They tried and tried, but her body gave out. A month later, my grandmother, Janey, held their funeral. I can and will never forget they that my brother fell to his knees. They day my mother died. The day my dad passed. And people blame it on us? And people expect us to easily move on and figet what happened, and start a new, different life? Like, no! I will grieve, and i will cry. Casterville is in California. I lived in Chicago. I had to leave Benson, my best friend who was there for me.
We made it to the ranch. It was raining. I unbuckled my seatbelt and looked at Jack, my brother.
Let'
s
do this
, I said, giving him a fist bump. I jumped out of the car and went to the trunk to grab my stuff. I pulled out 2 suitcases and 3 boxes. We were in a truck. Marlin, who owned the ranch, picked us up. I walked into the house, leaving Jack behind. I dragged my things across the hallway, and i gazed around. It was a big house! I used to live in a townhouse back in Chicago.
Oh,
Amara, it'
s
so good to meet you after these long-awaited years
! Aly, the wife of Marlin.
Hi, can you show me my room please? I just want to unpack, then meet everybody.
I asked nervously.
Oh yes, of course! Aly said, leading up their big staircase.
I finally finished putting my clothes and stuff away. I took a big, deep breath. I looked out the window, only to see my Jack talking to a boy around my age, im 16, he has dirty blond hair, with hazel eyes, and looks strong. Wait, i just realized that I've been staring for the past 3 minutes. And made eye contact with him. Then i saw him walk inside the house. I quickly closed my door and jumped on my bed and grabbed the closest book i could find, i opened the book and started reading. I apparently was reading Pride and Prejudice. Then i hear 2 knocks on my door...
