Hazel was distraught. She didn't feel any sense of goodness from the Flores family. Were they really related to Joshua? She was a little regretful for agreeing to the Flores family's request.
She looked at Theresa, who was quietly sitting on the passenger seat, with a calm and a little sloppy expression on her face that made Hazel feel a lot better. Hazel's impression was that this little girl had been shy all along, completely different from the aggressiveness of the other three.
"How old are you?" Hazel asked.
"Eighteen," Theresa replied quickly.
"How long have you been here?" Hazel continued to ask.
"A few days." Theresa politely replied, "My parents had been here several times, but every time they returned without success."
