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After five weeks in the US, Tina comes home to Hiro.
"I remember when we moved here, the mansion was a funny bluish color. It sparkled in the moonlight. The realtor said the previous owner had a thing about moonlight and the color blue. I always wondered about that remark. Especially, when I realized that wolfs in this area howled when the moon was full."
"I wonder what's going on now."
"The house is all closed up. The heavy shutters, used for violent storms have been pulled down over the windows, I wonder what's happening?"
Bright lights blinking from the beginning of the driveway drew my attention. The police had been called. But, of course, the car was unmarked. I watched it drive down the brightly lit lane and stop just outside the main door. It was an unmarked 'what car.' In this neighborhood a black and white patrol car just wasn't seen. None of the neighbors wanted anyone to know they had any trouble. Yet, everyone knew the white unmarked car was a 'what car', so what was the reason, really?
The front door opened and an old lady stepped out. Her long, brilliant red dress swirled around her ankles like a hoop in the chilly December weather. She seemed not to notice or care.
The driver opened his door and stepped out onto the frozen sidewalk. With slow steps I realized that he was moving toward the old lady. His smile and slow pace made me think he'd been here many times before and already knew what to expect.
"Mrs. Collins?" His voice was deep and laced with concern.
"Yes," she answered as she turned towards him. I saw the traces of tears gleaming in her smeared mascara eyes. At one time, I believe, she must have been lovely. Now she just looked like an old woman trying to appear young and it wasn't working.
"Maybe I should run up there and give her a hug. Maybe a hug was all she needed to make things better? Maybe, but more then likely not... I waited and watched instead.
In the distance a siren suddenly started blaring. Neither of the two figures on the porch seemed to care about it, they continued to talk.
My hope started to rise. What if that was an ambulance? What if it were coming to pick-up Josh? Maybe he wasn't dead, just injured. I watched the drive for entrance, but the sound faded away and I frowned.
The old lady opened the door again and motioned the officer inside. Something about her reminded me of my mother. But, mother was younger with hair so black it resembled ink. This woman had gray in her hair; it was speckled like a black and white pony. It couldn't be her... could it?
Toward sun-up more officers arrived. They pulled into the drive in a white van. I watched them climb out of the back of the van with various items between them. Crosses, stakes, garlic, shot guns, flairs and things I didn't recognize they carried. They were so well concealed on their bodies one wouldn't notice unless one saw them as they were arranged. I watched them fan out over the yard. They seemed to be in search of something. I wondered what.
I watched as two of the new arrivals came toward my part of the hedge. The smell of garlic assaulted me and I found it difficult to remain where I was, quietly. I'd never liked the look, the smell or the flavor of garlic. I found it revolting.
What were they looking for? I wondered. The killer would be long gone from this place by now. I rolled my eyes and remained hidden, it all seemed so worthless.
"Anything?" I heard the blondish haired man ask as he walked up along side the taller man who had a head full of graying hair.
"Nothing," he replied, but never stopped pushing his way into the hedge beside me. "It's like he disappeared."
"I know," replied the other man with a sigh. "But we have to keep looking anyway. Mrs. Collins said he appeared only for a moment. The lights flickered he was there and then he was gone."
"Well, we're lucky that Josh is feeling better." The gray haired man replied as he scratched his cheek. "That bite could have been the end of him... you know?"
"How I know it," replied the blonde haired man.