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| Chapter 1 "Home.", I thought as I turned the U-haul truck onto the gravel driveway. It wasn�t a big house, but then again, it was all the space needed for one person. One - such a lonely number. It had taken me a long time to get use to being all alone again, but somehow, by the grace of God, I had managed to come to terms with it; with it and everything else that had happened. But that�s another story I�ll save for later. It had been a long drive from New York to Cameron, NC I was worn out. I climbed out of the truck and opened the front door. I glanced around the empty house, then back out at the truck. It was getting dark and I was dreading unloading that huge truck all by myself. That�s what I get for not thinking about the move. I hadn�t thought about having to unload everything that I owned by myself. All that I had thought about was getting myself far away from New York and the life I so desperately wanted to leave behind. Starting over with a new life where noone knew me was all I wanted. I decided to wait until the next day to unload. I grabbed my purse, my gym bag and the cooler and made my way inside. I was so completely exhausted that I laid down in the floor and fell fast asleep. As dawn broke, the bright morning sun blared into my sleepy eyes - the downfall of not having curtains. I sat up and tried to stretch out my stiffened body. Sleeping on the floor had taken it�s toll, but at the same time, the rest had done me a world of good. I grabbed my gym bag and headed to the shower. Rats, no shower curtain. Luckily, I had anticipated not wanting to unpack, and had packed a towel, soap and shampoo in my gym bag. I took a shower which refreshed me tremendously. I never realized how much a shower curtain kept the water in the tub. I laughed slightly as I saw the water that had covered the bathroom floor. "Oh well, I�ll just clean it up.", I said to myself - who else was I going to talk to. I got dressed and threw a baseball cap on my head. Then I started the awful task of unloading. First I got my car off of the trailer and parked in the small garage. Then I opened the back of the truck. How all of that stuff was in our apartment, I haven�t a clue. "Well, it�s not going to unload itself.", I thought. I grabbed the first box and carried it inside. An hour later, I was standing in the truck trying to decide what to grab next. "Hello?", a woman�s voice called causing me to jump. I stuck my head around the wall of the truck. "Oh, hello.", the young woman said startled to see me there. "Hi.", I answered. She was a some what tall woman with long dark hair. She was pretty. She balanced a huge plate in one hand and extended her other one to shake mine, "I�m Michelle Hardy. I live in the next house down." "Nice to meet you, I�m Jade.", I said shyly. "I just thought you guys might be hungry so I brought you some breakfast.", she said handing me the plate. "You really didn�t have to do that. But thanks.", I said gratefully as I watched the woman scanning the area for someone else. "Who are you looking for?", I asked awkwardly. "Where�s your husband?", she asked innocently. "Don�t have one. It�s just me.", I replied as took a seat on the truck and began to devour the food. She seemed a little surprised. She was just about to say something when a silver mustang pulled up in front of the house and the horn honked. The young woman smiled, "Well, that�s my husband. We have to go into town before he leaves. Enjoy the food and I�ll see you later." She ran slightly towards the car. "It was nice to meet you! Thanks again!", I yelled. She smiled and waved as she jumped into the car and it sped away. "At least I know I have nice neighbors.", I thought to myself. That never would have happened back home. But this was home now. It just wasn�t registering yet. Next Chapter ..*.. Chapter Index ..*.. Home |