The door swings open to reveal the quietest interior Amanda has ever known in this house. Not that she had never come home to an empty house before.
She closes the door behind her and makes her way to the kitchen. Amanda finds the jelly in the refrigerator, peanut butter in the cabinet, and moldy bread in the bread box. She grumbles at herself as she throws the bread away and pulls out some cereal.
Upstairs is quite, too. Amanda walks in and out of a few of the rooms, but never stops walking about. She turns on all the lights and the cd player. Munching on CheeriosTM, she glances through the movie titles in the living room downstairs, but her gaze does not linger on anything for long.
The phone rings. Amanda jumps, scattering cereal across the living roomfloor. "Oh, great." She glares at the mess and begins to put down the cereal box to clean up when the phone rings a second time. "All right!"
She runs to the phone. "Hello? Hello?"
"Hello, may I speak to Amanda Simons please?" A female voice greets her.
Amanda sits down in a easy chair, her heart pounding furiously. "Yes, this is... this is Amanda."
"Hello Amanda, how are you doing today?"
Amanda's brow creases. "Um... I... all right...."
"Good!" The voice continues in a light mood. "I have been informed that your neighborhood has experienced an upsurge in burglaries recently. Would you like to protect your home from thieves with our new state-of-the-art-" *click*.
Amanda stomps back to the kitchen to put away the box of CheeriosTM and then to her bedroom. She sets the phone ringer on its loudest, sets her alarm, opens the curtains in her windows to let in the bright yellow light from the street. The light clashes against her light blue room, but Amanda ignores it while she turns out the light and goes to sleep.
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