That afternoon, while I was tidying up the house, I heard the sound of a truck outside. Curious, I glanced out the window and saw a large truck parked in front of the empty house next door. To my surprise, there was Jackie, directing the movers as they carried furniture into the house. My heart started racing unexpectedly, a mixture of anxiety and curiosity stirring within me.
Jackie saw me and waved warmly, flashing his usual kind smile. I quickly looked away, avoiding his gaze. I wasn't ready to face him after everything that had happened. I hurried back to my chores, hoping to distract myself from the confusing thoughts swirling in my mind.
A little later, I decided to visit Mrs. Laura, my elderly neighbor. Spending time with her always brought me a sense of peace, and I hoped a
