Early the next morning, Amelia awakes in a better mood, although she wishes she knew how her mother was doing. While thinking about Alexandria, Amelia’s stomach growls, reminding her that she hasn’t eaten much lately. She decides to go cook breakfast and to keep pretending like she’s cool with her new life. She shakes her head at how fake she has to be and decided that she deserves an Academy Award for her performance. Maybe I should poison them. That way I don’t have to worry about them slaughtering my family. Theoretically, she knows that plan wouldn’t work. They’re so evil poison would be dessert for them, and they’d probably ask for seconds. She giggles at the thought.
“What’s so funny?” Leona asks as she walks into the kitchen.
Amelia whirls around. “Oh um nothing. I’m just enjoying this beautiful house. How did you sleep?” she asks, hoping to change the subject.
“I slept really well. I can’t believe you’re cooking breakfast. You’re not trying to poison us, are you?”
Amelia stares at her. Did I say something out loud? Leona bursts out laughing and slams her hand on the island, startling Amelia. “I was just kidding! You have to lighten up, Amelia.”
Amelia half smiles and turns back around to attend to the bacon.
“Hey, I was thinking about taking a walk to explore a little this afternoon.”
“I thought we could unpack our things and maybe go into town and do a little grocery shopping later,” Leona replies.
“Oh, okay, that’s fine. I suppose the food we brought won’t last long.” She sighs, needing desperately to get some distance from them.
Eli and Navid run down and grab their plates. They start eating so fast Amelia hopes that maybe one of them will choke. “Hey, Mom, we were thinking about throwing the football around outside for a while,” Eli says through a mouthful of eggs.
“No. We’re all going into town to get some groceries, and I need to get a newspaper and check the job listings. I don’t want to keep digging into our savings,” she explains.
They roll their eyes at her demands. “Yes, ma’am,” they grunt.
After breakfast they all plop down in the living room to watch some television. The moment they turn it on Amelia’s mouth flies open and her eyes flood with tears.
“Mom!” she screams.
Leona and the boys look at each other in amazement. Amelia catches a quick glimpse of a smile on Leona’s face, but she hurriedly puts on an impartial glare instead. Alexandria’s swollen eyes and pale face adds more anguish to Amelia’s heart.
“This is breaking news. Topeka police just captured Alexandria Waters, who fled to Kansas after shooting her husband Cash Waters in the chest. She was staying with a friend when the woman, who requested to remain anonymous, contacted local authorities and turned her in. Apparently, the woman spotted her at a grocery store.” The reporter walks a little closer to Alexandria and puts the microphone in her face. “Here she is now. Mrs. Waters, do you have anything to say as to why you shot your husband?”