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Chapter 4
The next day, after breakfast, Jason headed upstairs to no doubt to continue to stare at another blank screen for the majority of the day. Since being caught in his room looking at his wedding photograph, Emmy had been on her guard, waiting for Jason to lash out verbally, or worse. However, during dinner and breakfast, he was completely like himself; calm and awkward, if a little more quiet than usual. When she was sure that he was upstairs, she decided to head outside and check on the garden. After grabbing the basket Jason used yesterday, she slipped out the door as quietly as she could and walked around the side of the house. The weather was beautiful today though a bit chilly if Emmy was being honest. Luckily, she had planned for the cold and had thrown on her hoodie over her clothes. The sky was painted with heavy white clouds that successfully hid the majority of the sun, but it would seem that the sun did not mind too much. There was no breeze, but due to the forestry surrounding the small house, there was a lot of shade.
The garden looked as it had yesterday. She set down the basket and then plopped down next to it, curling a strand of hair behind her ear. Her eyes flitted over the vegetables, staring at them idly, not exactly sure why she was out here. No, that was a lie. She was outside because she felt that she needed to get out of the house. There was a tension, however slight it might be, that had grown between Emmy and Jason due to her reckless behavior last night. At least here, she did not have to worry about such tension; she actually enjoyed being outdoors.
However, as her eyes skimmed the garden once again, she realized that she had no idea how to decipher a ripe vegetable from a nearly-ripe vegetable from a not-even-close vegetable. Emmy didn’t want to guess and choose wrong, ruining his garden in a way, and preventing any chance to let the vegetables in need of growth to ripen. Pursing her lips, she sighed through her nose, and then finally let out a frustrated sigh. Well, now what was she to do? She didn’t want to go back in the house, in fear that Jason decided to get angry with her when she walked through the door, but she had nothing to do outside. She would never venture into the forest for fear that she would get lost, and she didn’t want to head into town because she was in no mood to get lectured about being in the company of an alleged murderer. To put it frankly, she was stuck.
A snap caught her attention, and Emmy jumped, startled, and peered over her shoulder, expecting to see Jason Belmont with an ax or a butcher knife, standing right behind her. But no, she could see nothing. How odd. Emmy craned her neck and shifted her position so that she could easily look behind her. However, with the forest so thick and the sun mostly blotted out, it was hard to see through the shadows and darkness. If there was something in the forest, she could not see it.
Emmy yawned and then looked up at the sky sleepily. She wondered how her grandfather was, if he was getting along okay without her. But he wasn’t really ever alone now, was he? He had Bingo, their chubby Australian Shepherd that was incredibly loyal and protective. The majority of his fur was black, with brown scattered throughout his fur. White consumed his chest, as well as the tips of his paws, and like all Australian Shepherds, Bingo had no tail, but a tiny little nub in its stead. Emmy was very close with Bingo, just as she was close with her grandfather. She felt tears prick the inside of her eyes as she reflected upon them; she missed them dearly.
Another snap caused her shoulders to jump and a tear to slip down her cheek in surprise. Quickly, she wiped it away and she stood, preparing to defend herself from whatever it
Chapter 4
The next day, after breakfast, Jason headed upstairs to no doubt to continue to stare at another blank screen for the majority of the day. Since being caught in his room looking at his wedding photograph, Emmy had been on her guard, waiting for Jason to lash out verbally, or worse. However, during dinner and breakfast, he was completely like himself; calm and awkward, if a little more quiet than usual. When she was sure that he was upstairs, she decided to head outside and check on the garden. After grabbing the basket Jason used yesterday, she slipped out the door as quietly as she could and walked around the side of the house. The weather was beautiful today though a bit chilly if Emmy was being honest. Luckily, she had planned for the cold and had thrown on her hoodie over her clothes. The sky was painted with heavy white clouds that successfully hid the majority of the sun, but it would seem that the sun did not mind too much. There was no breeze, but due to the forestry surrounding the small house, there was a lot of shade.
The garden looked as it had yesterday. She set down the basket and then plopped down next to it, curling a strand of hair behind her ear. Her eyes flitted over the vegetables, staring at them idly, not exactly sure why she was out here. No, that was a lie. She was outside because she felt that she needed to get out of the house. There was a tension, however slight it might be, that had grown between Emmy and Jason due to her reckless behavior last night. At least here, she did not have to worry about such tension; she actually enjoyed being outdoors.
However, as her eyes skimmed the garden once again, she realized that she had no idea how to decipher a ripe vegetable from a nearly-ripe vegetable from a not-even-close vegetable. Emmy didn’t want to guess and choose wrong, ruining his garden in a way, and preventing any chance to let the vegetables in need of growth to ripen. Pursing her lips, she sighed through her nose, and then finally let out a frustrated sigh. Well, now what was she to do? She didn’t want to go back in the house, in fear that Jason decided to get angry with her when she walked through the door, but she had nothing to do outside. She would never venture into the forest for fear that she would get lost, and she didn’t want to head into town because she was in no mood to get lectured about being in the company of an alleged murderer. To put it frankly, she was stuck.
A snap caught her attention, and Emmy jumped, startled, and peered over her shoulder, expecting to see Jason Belmont with an ax or a butcher knife, standing right behind her. But no, she could see nothing. How odd. Emmy craned her neck and shifted her position so that she could easily look behind her. However, with the forest so thick and the sun mostly blotted out, it was hard to see through the shadows and darkness. If there was something in the forest, she could not see it.
Emmy yawned and then looked up at the sky sleepily. She wondered how her grandfather was, if he was getting along okay without her. But he wasn’t really ever alone now, was he? He had Bingo, their chubby Australian Shepherd that was incredibly loyal and protective. The majority of his fur was black, with brown scattered throughout his fur. White consumed his chest, as well as the tips of his paws, and like all Australian Shepherds, Bingo had no tail, but a tiny little nub in its stead. Emmy was very close with Bingo, just as she was close with her grandfather. She felt tears prick the inside of her eyes as she reflected upon them; she missed them dearly.
Another snap caused her shoulders to jump and a tear to slip down her cheek in surprise. Quickly, she wiped it away and she stood, preparing to defend herself from whatever it
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