A
few months pass by looking for Sethy and Maevy. I sigh, these names keep making
me smile and bring back memories. I wonder what happened to them. Everything is
going downhill.
"Oh,
Mr. Livingstone?" Dorris says. "Oh, if it isn't Mrs. Kennedy! "Liam says.
"Hey, you don't look so good, fought with Maeve again?" Dorris asks. "Something
like that" Liam laughs. "Hey, Mrs. Kennedy have you heard of an organization
called "Anti-Nuclear?" Liam asks. "Sorry, never heard of it. Is it something
against bombing?" Dorris asks. "Whoever I explain to just doesn't take it
seriously, so I won't bother. But my great ancestor, Loxley Livingstone, was
the founder of this organization." Liam explains. "Oh, I see," Dorris replies
uninterested. "Sorry I bored you, didn't I?" Liam apologizes. "No not at all, I
just keep getting text messages, so if you don't mind..." Dorris excuses
herself. She checks her messages and it's Seth. "Mom, I can't find the eggs."
He says in the text messages. Dorris reply, "Oh god. Is this what I excused
myself for?" He replies back. "Mom, I burnt the milk." Dorris replied back.
"For god's sake stop cooking." Dorris begs. "Mrs. Kennedy. I see you're busy
with other matters." Liam observes. Meanwhile all the way back to Kennedy's residence,
a phone text message notification can be heard on top of dresser. "Alicia, you received
a text message!", Seth can be heard shouting from upstairs. I head upstairs to
see who texted me, and it was Noorah. She wanted to meet up at a café to tell
me something. I call her. "Hey" I say. "Hey" She answers. "What was it that you
wanted to say?" I ask. "I want to tell you who I gave information to. Noorah
speaks. "I was threatened by that person, he told me he will tell the police on
my family because we are spies from the East. I would still never help him if it
were to sell you and your family's information. But then he told me, you told
everyone my family were spies from the East, including him. I got mad and
agreed to sell your information. But then I realized you would never do such a
thing. That guy's name was, Maeve Livingstone."