Revelations

(Phone call)

Brrrr … Brrrrrr … Brrr

"Hey Noel, what's up?". Evelyn asked.

Nothing really, did you want to come over for dinner tonight?

"Sure, but is everything okay?", she carefully questioned.

Ye-yes-yes, I laughed off like nothing was wrong.

"Okay, I'll be over around 8", she shrugged off.

I throw my phone on the couch and make my way upstairs to the attic. I rummage through a few old boxes in hope to find a few old albums of Aunt Geniveve, that my identify this "mystery-man" from the letter and my dream. I opened the first box and it was just piled up with old, dusty junk. Towards the left of the attic there were a few more boxes. The second box was a hit, there were photo albums tucked away in every cranny of the box, like a game of Tetris. The third box was just another fail though, it was almost empty except for the few trinkets scattered at the bottom.

I wobbly made my way back down the attic stairs, with the album box right between my hands. I put the box down on the floor in my bedroom and take the 5 or so albums out and stack them on my bed. The first album was a goldish tint with brown leaves carved throughout the cover. I started to flip through some of the pages, but nothing appealed to me. I continue some more, but it was only "scenic" pictures of Brookhaven. The next album I picked up was a baby one, you could tell from the fat baby that peered through the cover of the album display, that baby was me of course too. The next album was a faded brown and it was barely held together by a few pieces of twine. The very first picture was of my aunt standing next to the house, which must have been when she first moved in. I scathe pass a few more photos, until I see a stained photo of my aunt hugging that very same man from my daze.

"Bingo".

I pull the photo out of the dusty album and look at it for further examination. Nothing else caught my eye, except until I turned the photo around. My Aunt's name was scribbled on the back of the photo, but also this mysterious man's too. His name was evidently Roberto.

A last name didn't accompany the photo unfortunately, but instead remember the old phone book my grandma had stuffed in one of the old buffet's she had.

I walk back downstairs to realize that it's already almost 8 o'clock. I rush into the kitchen and start pulling out pans to only realize that I don't really have anything to cook.

In a last-minute kerfuffle, I decided to call Pizza Express in town for delivery. I ended up getting 2 salads and 2 medium pizzas; One with pepperoni and the other with sausage and onion.

And surprising enough the delivery guy came to my house before Evelyn did. Which at least helped it "look" like I was prepared.

Knock, Knock, Knock . . . Knock, Knock, Knock

I strut over to the door and open it slowly.

"It's me !!!", Evelyn said ecstatically, in a bright sky-blue Cat Mom shirt.

Evelyn looked like she was already comfortable, she even whimsied her way right over to the dining room and sat right in a chair. I was glad she was comfortable.

I went to the bathroom real fast and when I walked back into the dining room area, she had brownies and a strawberry cake on the table. I looked absolutely clueless when I walked back in. I only wondered how she managed to bring the desserts in without me noticing. Evelyn must have had the goodies stuffed in her purse like a Supermax Prison.

Evelyn kind of saw my puzzled look and snickered like Melissa McCarthy, "I decided to make some last-minute goodies", *snort* she ended up busting out laughing before she could finish her sentence.

You can help yourself to pizza and a salad. I exclaimed.

She didn't take that as to wait for another 25 minutes to eat either, she hopped right up without a moment to spare.

I grab a slice and lay it clumsily on my plate and also grab a salad too. I decide to start telling her some of the crazy stuff while we're eating.

So, the first day I moved in here was a little weird, I heard a strange noise in the basement and a shelf had fallen off the wall. I had found this ruby key with a note that had a symbol. The next day I was showering and I heard a shatter, it was as if someone was in my bedroom. When I came out, I noticed a photo frame was shattered and the picture inside had the same symbol. The next few days, strange occurrences happened but nothing too noteworthy happened. Then the girl that was murdered, actually lived with me …

(A few moments later after spilling everything)

"Are you serious, you should have told me sooner. So, if I'm correct, the police are pretty much trying to frame you for Alexa's murder, and you have your own suspicions and mysteries related to both the murder and the house?", Evelyn clarified.

That's exactly it. I highlighted.

I have a few people personally who I think are the most suspicious. Alexa's dad is first up on my list, because he had wandered through my property and possibly my house when he was on his chase for Alexa. Alexa had originally stayed with me because her dad was trying to hunt her down. And furthermore, he's been MIA since.

"I think that's a good point, he has the motive but not the means. There wasn't any profound evidence to link the murder to him at all", Evelyn insisted.

Second, I think this "Gardener" should be investigated, because I have a weird suspicion that he's involved in this in some way. He demanded me to leave the parking spot and kept highlighting that my aunt fired him "wrongfully". If anyone would be haunting me it could be him, because it could be that he stole the key to the house that I couldn't find or even that he still has one.

"I think that's another good possibility, but he has no relation to the murder", Evelyn sighed.

I also think others are a little suspicious like this "Roberto" man and even the police department.

Evelyn gazed up for a bit and said, "Personally, I think the most suspicious person would be Angelica because. . .