Frade drove the car to the address I gave him. He seemed to know the city well because he drove near my home without even using GPS. My old home, to be exact.
Through the window, I could see the pitch-black asphalt road and the trees swaying in the night wind. The sign in front of me became clearer and clearer. I looked up and saw the words -- Green Manor.
Green was my family name, and I knew that my home was not far away. I suddenly felt cold all over and even a little queasy. When the fear returned, I told Frade to stop the car.
"Are you all right?" Frade touched my forehead. "You're so cold!"
"I'm fine!" I took off his coat and took my old clothes out of the bag and put them on. I can't go home in such bright clothes. It's against the rules.
"Eva, can you tell me what you're doing?" Frade grimaced as he grabbed my hand that was pushing the door open. "Don't leave me!"
