The Woman From Hell

The sky outside was very blue. I was wandering in the yard. I had no idea what Matthew was thinking now. I should have been shaken by what he said to me after how his aunt had tried persuading him yesterday, but I put on a calm appearance this morning with the thought of provoking him.

Could it be that he was still testing me?

It seemed that I would still have to settle down.

At this moment, a sound came from the door.

Matthew could not have come back at this time. Could it be a thief?

I picked up a stick next to me and aimed it at the door as I walked toward it with small steps. Except for the sound of the door opening, the person outside the door did not speak.

If it was Matthew, why was there not the sound of keys jingling?

While I was pondering this, the door opened.

Just as I was about to swing the stick down, I heard a familiar voice. "Don't, don't! It's Aunt Nessa."

Aunt?

a closer look,

put the stick back in place. "Aunt Nessa, why are you

my place before going to work today. He told me to accompany you and take

I did

my first time going out the main door ever since

hundred meters. There were two rows of shops along the side of the road where one could get everything. The people

walked, Aunt

to me,

basically get to know us. Look, this is Mrs. Zee who sells fruit, and that's Mr. Lucas who's the butcher. He

was not big, and there were not many people. Hence, there were

wonderful if I could live in a

forth to buy some things,

store and saw 'Anmead Variety Grains' written at the

be the

was written on the signboard of another mart. Now I had confirmation that this place was called Anmead. Although the names were the same, I still had to

was my first day out, and I did not dare behave too obviously lest Matthew got onto me after learning