(I the author really dislike being sick.)
I hurried back to Jena. I was sure I had seen and heard something, but I'll check later. In the meantime however, I needed to get Jena home. Jena didn't even notice my absense or my presense. She was so much like me, it would be hard to believe we were not sisters.
It didn't take long to get back to her house. Herbert and Luke were still gone at the park and likely would be there for awhile. I had just finished making lunch when Herbert's parents came home. "Surprize!" They said.
Jena reluctantly put the book down but she ran with eagerness into her father's arms. I noticed that Jena's mom's arm was in a cast but other than that, she seemed fine from the car accident.
"Thanks for taking care of Jena." she told me
"You're welcome."
"And you made them lunch too? Thank you."
"No problem."
"Where are the boys?"
"Still at the park."
I began walking home when I had the feeling I was being followed.
Pressing Foreward, Ever forward------- "A bend in the road isn't the end of the road... unless you fail to make the turn."
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