I couldn't believe I was coming back here to this little town, Belle Haven, Virginia. Out of all the towns my mother and me went to, we came back here where the sun always shines bright. I love the sun, but I loved it better in Florida. We are always on the move from state to state, little town to another little town. I prefer the big cities where you don't know anyone, and they don't want to know you. Not little towns where everyone knows us and where we've already been.

Everyone who knows us thinks my mom is crazy because she wanted adventure in her life. Her all time favorite saying is " The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for circumstances they want, and if they cannot find them make them." It gets pretty sad whenever she has to use that on you, then you know you better stay away from her. It's bad enough that she always says it, and knows it by heart, that she has me mouthing it whenever she says it.

Anyway the reason we are back here is that she says she "loved" it hereā€¦ Yeah right. Everyone knows the reason why we left it in the first place, and now we are back here, why?

We left my dad here about seven years ago and that was when I was nine, I'm now sixteen and counting. Anyway the reason we are back here is because my dad died of a heart attack and so we packed up our stuff, and drove here from Florida, just to do the stupid funeral for a dad I didn't even know. Now we are just coming to the outskirts of Belle Haven in our old '99 stationwagon.

She turns to me and plants a huge bomb on me, " Rosemary, I think we are going to stay here for a little while longer than you expected."

"What?! Wait I didn't even want to come here to this stupid town to plant some father, I don't even know, in the ground." I practically screamed it at her but I hate it when she calls me by my full name, and she knows it.

" I loved your father very much, and you knew him-"

I cut her off, "Whenever he was there without any of his guy friends that always came around when he was home!" I was being mean and I knew it but she made me mad about this stupid town in particular and now we are here to stay for a while.

She didn't have anything to say to that so I kept talking,"Anyway, how much longer is 'longer than I expected'"? I asked quoting her.

"Well maybe for a month or two" she said. Out of the corner of my eye, she looked over at me as she said this. Peggy is always the optimistic one out of the two of us. You can always count on the Snyder's to be emotional about anything small.

We came to a stop at an intersection and then I saw a big sign that said, "We'll miss you Paul!" in neon colors. I just kept staring at it wishing it to blow away in the wind, but it stood still, and oddly enough there wasn't any wind because I had my window rolled down. I knew Peggy seen it, because she was silent the rest of the way into town and to our little two bedroom house, where I spent the first, wasted, nine years of my life. I don't know why I started to call my mom Peggy, but I only do it to spite her whenever I'm mad, and whenever we aren't fighting, behind her back I call her Peggy to other people.

When we came up to the house there was cars parked everywhere up and down the street. Our driveway was clear no other cars in it. But when we emerged from the car people just started to ambush us with food in their hands and, 'we are so sorry for your loss', and 'Paul was a great man', among other things too but it was just too loud and hectic that I just wanted to scream.

Finally someone shouted "people, people please!" It was a loud booming man's voice and the second he said it everyone stopped with whatever they where doing and looked to where the voice came from. If I was getting bombarded with people, I wonder what Peggy was getting on the other side of the car.

"Now I'm sure they are tired from their journey, so lets back off till tomorrow, please," the man continued. I looked to where the voice was coming from and saw a man making his way through the crowd toward my mom. As soon as he was done saying this everyone dispersed back into their homes saying "goodbye see you tomorrow!"

When the crowd cleared only him and another boy stood side by side. The boy looked about my age maybe older, and the man was probably his father. They looked alike except the boy had dark brown hair and was more muscular than the older one.

"Hi, I'm Don, a friend of Paul's, he was a good man,"- at this I rolled my eyes and looked at the boy, he was staring at me, then quickly looked away with a little hint of a smile playing at the corner's of his lips. "Anyway just wanted to come say hi and tell you I live right down the street if you need anything. I live there with my son Dylan here" he nodded toward him.

"Well this is Rose and I'm Peggy, nice to meet you", mom piped in. She waved and gave me a look to do the same. So I smiled and waved a little half of a circle in the air. I started to open the passenger door on the car, and get things out, I didn't know what else to do. It was kind of awkward just standing there saying hi.

"Well we can help you if you want?" Dylan finally said. I stopped what I was doing and looked over at him, he was looking at his dad like for some kind of permission.

"If you want to I guess," I answered for him, and he looked back at me, then at mom who was studying us.

"Okay we'll help get some things that you'll need for tonight out, then we have to go home and eat supper." Don said finally.

So I took my pillow, traveling bag and, my laptop, and headed for the door. Then stopped when I realized that I didn't have the key, mom had it, and she was loading stuff into her arms to carry.

"Mom keys!" I yelled.

"Come get them Rose kind of busy at the moment." She sounded irritated, and I didn't want to go over there whenever I was already half way to the door. But I didn't have to because Dylan walked over to her and got them from her free finger. All he was carrying, well rolling, was my suitcase.

"Thank you" I said as he passed me to get to the door.

"No problem" was all he said. He got the door open and went in. It was still light out so we didn't need any lights on to know where we were going. He stopped in the living room and turned around and looked at me.

"Where does this go?" he asked uncertain.

"Well your guess is as good as mine, I haven't been in this house in six years" I answered.

He just looked at me then set them down where he was and by then mom and Don came in with their arms full of luggage. I turned to mom.

"Where's my room at mom?" I asked.

"You don't remember?" she asked back, then pointed her finger in the direction of a hall when I shook my head.

"Can you pick that back up please" I said to Dylan. He picked it up and followed me to my old room.

"I have no idea what is in here, so don't be horrified if it's pink." I told him as we went down the hall.

"What you don't like pink?"

"No I hate pink. I like bright vibrant colors on walls, not pink."

He just laughed as we came to the second door; the first one was a bathroom. I opened the door, and just my luck the room was pink. I moaned and put a thought into my head to get some different paint if I'm going to stay here.

"Just put that on my bed if you can lift it." I said.

He did then sat down beside it. I had a twin bed, and my suitcase with him next to it just made it seem smaller than what it really was. I put my traveling bag on a nearby dresser and my pillow and laptop in the available space that was left on my bed. He got up from the bed and crossed the room, and stopped in the door jam.

"Well I guess I'll see you later then." He said

" I guess, bye and thanks again for your help"

"No problem" he said then turned away and left. A few seconds later I heard the front door close and my mom in her room down the other hall busy unpacking.

So I started to unpack too until the sun went down. Peggy came in and wanted to know if I was hungry, all I had was a leftover sandwich from subway. Then I went back into my pink room and started unpacking again. Until I was too tired to do anymore and took a long shower that seemed to know where to spray on my back. Then I went to bed and waited until my eyelids were droopy and fell into a long and deep sleep.