We managed to make it to Nevada and we were almost there to our grandparents house. Jordan starts getting worse and we start to hurry because we don’t want to stay in the cold for long. We make it and I ring the doorbell. Jordan then starts asking me, “What are we going to do if they turn us away?” I told him not to worry and that they will take us in and, besides, they owe us for what Mom did to us all. I ring the doorbell again. She opens the door and says, “No carolers.” She realized it was us and was shocked to see us. Our grandpa and grandma take us in because we are all worried about Jordan.
My grandma’s name is Klaire and our Grandpa’s name is Steven. They start having a private conversation in the other room while I enjoy the hot cup of hot cocoa they served me. However, it wasn’t private and I could hear every word they were saying. They came in to talk with me about what happened to us in Seattle. Klaire directly asks me, “Did you kill that officer Shawn?” I told them, “I didn’t kill that cop, I swear. They killed Dad in front of me.” She finally believes me after seeing me cry over it. Klaire asked me, “Why did you both run away if we were innocent?” I told her, “It was because I felt like I had to protect him and because I didn’t want him to see Dad like that.”
Jordan ran into the room and he looked like he was better. Steven then offers to stay but Klaire was hesitant but then gave up and went along with it. We had some dinner; Klaire went over the rules with us and we went to bed after. Before we fell asleep, Jordan wanted to know if this was our mother’s room. I said, “It’s not this one, not from what I remember.” Jordan wanted to know about her so badly since she left us one year after he was born. He doesn’t remember her at all. But, I remember her very well and how she left us.
Jordan wanted to check out her room but Klaire said we couldn’t. I understood why because she left all of this that day she went. We tried to fall asleep, hoping that we made it home at last and we wouldn’t have to be on the run again.
