July 5thOn Tuesday morning, I`m still in pieces. I walk like a zombie in the house. My parents are packing to go to my Nan`s. They are going with the evening flight. Dad shows me the new alarm system several times then I ask about the police investigation. Dad tells me that in about a year if no one comes forward to say it was them, the case will be closed so I shouldn`t get my hopes up. The insurance company should pay us some money though. I bump into Arthur a lot who walks in and out of the house with Dad. I pop to town to make a copy of my key to Arthur. I`m not even getting ready, I feel too lethargic. I have no appetite in the morning or the afternoon. Vicky calls me and I`m such a good company that within a quarter of an hour she checks on me in person. She founds me buried into my
