I wonder what that police car is doing in front of Mrs. Pauley’s house? And who those other people are? Something doesn’t seem right.
I know Mrs. Pauley has been very sad since Mr. Pauley died right after last Christmas. I felt bad for her then, and Mom said that when a person has been living with another person for so long that when one of them dies or goes away the other person gets kind of lost, Mom said like a part of them is missing. I bet that is what happened with Mrs. Pauley. She hasn’t seemed as happy since then.
But something seems wrong over there now. The two cops are inside of the house and there are other cars outside. Wait, now there is a big moving truck parking behind the police car. What the hell. The cops are coming back outside with Mrs. Pauley, they both have one of her arms, and they are taking her down to their cruiser. Another guy, and he is dressed up like a real jerk, is going into her house. Now two guys from the moving truck are going in. This looks like a bunch of crap. I’m going over there.
“Mrs. Pauley, what’s going on?”
“It’s okay Jimmy.”
“Why are the cops here, and why are the moving guys here? What’s going on?
“Son why don’t you go back over to your side of the street. There’s nothing for you here.”
“I spend as much time on this side of the street as the other side Officer, and Mrs. Pauley is my friend, so I want to know what is going on.”
“What’s going on is that Mrs. Pauley isn’t going to be living here anymore, she has a new place to live, and we are helping her out. Now head back over across the street.”
“Is that right Mrs. Pauley, they are helping you move to a new house? I didn’t know you were moving. I don’t want you to move. You have the best Halloween candy, and the coolest green witch’s mask. No one else around here dresses up. It’s like you are one of us kids Mrs. Pauley. And I still use the fishing pole you gave me after Peter graduated from his college and moved away. I don’t want you to go. And why are you crying?”
“It’s just a little sad to leave after all these years Jimmy. I will miss you, you are a good boy. Be sure to say goodbye to your Mama for me.”
“You heard the lady kid. Head back home.”
I think I’m going to sit on my steps all day, and keep guard on Mrs Pauley’s house. I think I might not want to be a policeman anymore too, those guys were jerks, and I don’t think they were really here to help Mrs. Pauley. Maybe I’ll be a fireman. Or maybe I’ll be a lawyer, so I can protect people like Mrs. Pauley. This stinks.