‘Why are they worried?’ ‘They get worried when they can’t find you.’ Teresa said. ‘And it’s about accountability, too.’ ‘Okay, let�...s go back.’ Amy said, turning to the door. It was as if she were in a hurry to get back… or to guide Teresa out of this warehouse. ‘Hold on, hold on.’ said Teresa. ‘I have to talk to you first. Let’s sit down on this bench outside here.’ She led Amy to the picnic table that had once been used by employees, and they sat down. ‘Tell me, Amy, why do you keep running. I remember that I once had that nagging thought. Fuck it that geek asshole owed me.After breakfast and before my morning shower I rode to Williamston. I bought a burner phone from a convenience store. I wore my hair under a knit cap and wore clothes two sizes too big with two more layers underneath. Just for the CCTV I also looked away from the camera.Once I activated the phone I called Sylvia's personal number. I left a message on her voice mail. "It's me flower, return this," I said nothing. It's just wrong.The light came on for both of them at the idea. "Not a bad idea honey." Ashlee said. "I am not excited about my boyfriend having sex with my daughter, but it is not the worst idea I have ever heard." Brenda, what do you think?" I asked her."I don't know. I would be willing to try this out as long as I was ready, but mom has to be here at the same time." I suppose I can be here for you honey. Won't that seem a bit strange for you?" Mom, someone is going have to get him ready. I'm. "I think I'm ready for bed. After a shower, at least." Oh." I felt disappointment – I'd been looking forward to some more cuddling. "Okay, love."She left the room, I picked up a book, and shortly after I heard the faint sounds of the shower – mainly just water in the pipes and the faint gurgle of the drain. Those noises stopped, then there was the faint creaking of someone moving around upstairs. It's an old house. I keep it fairly well maintained, but inevitably there's some movement in the.