A Week Later
A week later, the same things had been happening. The Spanish conversations, hiding the Fernandez's in the house, and grim news in the papers. But that day, when Concha was picking up the paper, she realized that the O'Hara's hadn't left yet, but they weren't in the house either. She looked at the paper and saw Dr. and Mrs. O'Hara, or Ramon and Carlotta Padilla, on the front page with a picture saying, "MEXICAN SPIES CAUGHT, MEXICAN GOVERNMENT SAYS THEY HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS PLAN," the headline read.
"Yes! Amy! Carly! Come here!" Concha yelled. "What?" Amy and Carly said at the same time. "This is a picture of your foster parents, they were the ones behind all this!" Concha said. "Oh my gosh!" Amy said. "What?" Concha asked ready to make Amy feel better, whatever it was. "Who am I going to live with now?" Amy asked about to burst out into tears. A smile emerged on Concha's face. "You and me can live here together, it would be fun! I'll teach you how to cook! Just a few signatures, and it�s just you and me," Concha said. "Sure!" Amy said. "That's great!" Carly said, happy for her friend.
"What's going on over here?" asked Mr. Fernandez, waking up. He saw the paper and said, "That's great! We can go home now! Amy and Concha, you must be excited to be on your own now," "Yep," they said together as if they were mother and daughter.
Later, the Fernandez's packed up and went home. Amy and Carly stayed best friends forever. Concha and Amy lived happily ever after, and Ramon and Carlotta Padilla lived in jail, forever.
THE END~