Chapter 18

• Olivia glanced from her mother to her father quizzically, they were too normal for people who were suppose to move today, there was no sign of men on suit pasting sticker everywhere in their house.
• Her mother had an apron tied around her waist, and a frying spoon, obviously preparing breakfast for the family, and her father had his reading glasses on, it was absurd to be reading when such situation was at hand.
• Olivia shook her head and tired pinching her face to make sure she was not dreaming when her father had told her they weren’t moving, but it hurts when she pinched her cheek.