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Dad and mom rushed from the second floor to the first and
ran out of the house. They could see nothing but the empty road in
front of them. Amid the silence, the light in the living room of Miss
Colleen’s house was turned on. Both of the parents turned in the
direction of brightness at once. Before anyone could realize, they
arrived at the front door of their neighbor’s house. Mrs. Brown
knocked on the door and waited anxiously. They still had hope.
Soon, they heard Miss Colleen's footsteps coming closer and
closer to the front door. The door opened gently revealing the prim
face of an old woman. Even though there were deep wrinkles on
her face, her enthusiasm made her young at heart. She smiled at
the parents with the face that contrasted with theirs.

“Good evening. Is everything all right? Your faces look so
…”, Miss Colleen started the conversation.

Before she could finish her sentence, Mr. Brown interrupted
her, “Is Eddie here?”
Instead of being surprised or confused, the old lady
remained calm as if losing a child was a normal thing. “Come
inside," said Miss Colleen, and they all entered the house.
It was a very long 5 minutes while Mr. and Mrs. Brown sat in
the living room waiting for Miss Colleen to prepare cups of tea for
them, and to begin the conversation. She came back with a tray
with three cute cups with pastel flowers painted on them.
“Eddie helped me paint these cups,” Miss Colleen started at

last, “Where is he today?”