No way. Surely the GPS has led us to the wrong location.
Annie said this place was cute. Those were her words, weren't they? That it
was a “really cute place” and that it had “character”? Oh my gosh. I’ve been
conned. Annie conned me into moving into this terrible place. I parked in the
gravelly, dusty parking lot and moaned. I hopped out of the car, and watched as
Mom parked beside me. She too stepped out of the car. I leaned into her
shoulder as she wrapped her arm around me. I surveyed the knee-length weeds and
the unevenly cut grass with plenty of dry spots. The sidewalk was cracked and
uneven. The house was red-brick, and pieces of the brick had broken off. “Welcome
home, Mandy.” Mom whispered. “Yay.” I cheered feebly.
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