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Chapter Two - Don't Worry

Chapter Two - Don't Worry

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Chapter Two: Don’t Worry
 “Judy?” Rachel’s eyes grew wide from her niece’s sudden inquiry of wanting to moveas well. She couldn’t believe it. Judy Winslow, at age fourteen, was asking to departfrom the house she had lived in her whole life and move in with her mother’s sister.Even though Rachel had the means to support Judy, she still wondered whether Judywas making the most rational decision due to her emotions still running a loose. “Areyou sure about this?” Rachel asked nervously, looking deeply into Judy’s eyes. “Yes…please…” Judy nodded with a stern look on her face. She had had enough. Judythought that her parents, Carl and Harriette Winslow, would be understanding andtry to help her out. But no. They would rather yell at her and almost pretend as if she did not exist. Even her siblings Laura and Eddie were following along with theirparents and for that, she felt much love was lost in their connection that they had. “Ifeel I need to start over in a new city…maybe when I get older and apply for IllinoisOxford University, I can see about coming back…”  “All right. I’ll let your parents know. And in a few weeks, we’ll be moving out.” Judy happily hugged her aunt, thanking her out loud and crying into her shoulder.She was thankful that she had at least two other people who could sympathize withwhat was going on: her Aunt Rachel and her grandmother, Mother Winslow. Judycould not even think of talking to her cousin Ritchie, who she continually tradedbarbs with on a daily basis. Despite the teasing, Ritchie and Judy were close andwould often play together when they had the time. However, she decided not to talkto Ritchie, due to the fact that he was only seven years old and would not be able tocomprehend everything that was going on. The ex-boyfriend. The pregnancy. Thearguing with her parents. Being evaded by her parents and her siblings.
Maybe I wasn’t meant to live here…
Judy sighed as she let go of her aunt and theyboth began to walk out of her bedroom.
Maybe I was meant to live with Aunt Rachel.
 “Aunt Rachel?”  “Yes, honey?”  “Do you mind if I stay in your room until we leave?”  “It’s fine…but one thing?” Rachel asked as she paused in the hallway. “Yeah?”  “You don’t snore, do you?”  “Aunt Rachel!!”  “Just kidding.” 
Tiptoeing conservatively down the stairs to set foot in the living room, Judith “Judy” Winslow paused at the bottom of the stairway. Turning her head from side to side,she saw that the coast was clear. No other Winslows or Steve Urkel in sight. Withthat confirmation, Judy sighed in relief and smiled. Dressed in her pajamas, shebegan to walk behind the sofa toward the kitchen door to reach her goal: therefrigerator. Gently pushing the door open, she carefully peeked through the smallcrack she made to see if anyone was inside. Hearing the door creak loudly causedher to suddenly stop in case someone might have heard the noise she unintentionallycaused. Observing that no one was at the dinner table or the kitchen counter, sheknew that the room was empty and slowly walked in. Treading over to therefrigerator, she opened it with glee. Gazing at its contents, she hoped that therewould be some satisfying sustenance inside to fulfill her empty stomach’s morningrequirement: breakfast.
Let’s see…
Judy said to herself as she began to peruse each shelf.
Orange juice.Eggs. Bacon. Chocolate cake? Cherry pie? Those HAVE to be Dad’s.
Judy rolled hereyes and shook her head as she closed the refrigerator door, not seeing anythingbesides the orange juice that made her taste buds do jumping jacks. Judy had noteaten in a few days and for Judith Winslow, enough was enough. She HAD to eatSOMETHING. Opening the refrigerator once again, she took out the half-full milkcarton and reached up to the top cabinet to get her favorite cereal. Judy set themboth on the table and walked back over to the counter, pulling out the top drawer.She reached her hand inside and pulled out a shiny silver spoon. Shoving the spooninto her mouth, she knew she had one more thing to get: the bowl. Almost droppingthe glass bowl that she had up to that point successfully brought down from thecabinet, it wobbled back and forth in her hand until she grabbed it with the other tokeep it stable. Frowning and cursing quietly in anger due to almost losing herbalance, Judy shook her head as she sat down in front of her empty bowl. “Aw shoot! I forgot the orange juice…“ Judy pouted. She could barely get up from herseat before a glass of orange juice was quickly placed down in front of her by a handbelonging to a person she did not intend on seeing. “Dad?!” Judy shot up from her chair in astonishment, knocking the cereal box andbowl over in the process. Dressed in his blue police uniform, Carl Winslow smiled ashis youngest daughter was frozen in shock and surprise from his sudden appearance.Not knowing what to do due to his eerie silence, Judy looked around in nervousness. “Um…um…” Judy smiled uneasily and began to back peddle, not turning around asshe tried to make her way to the stairs to head upstairs. Before she could go up twosteps, she bumped into her mother. Frowning with her arms crossed, Harriette staredcoldly at Judy and walked forward, causing Judy to back up into the kitchen. Seeingher mother looking uncharacteristically angry at her caused her to get a little tearyeyed. “Mom…dad…I can expl-“ “I’VE GOT HER, CARL!” Harriette shouted as she grabbed Judy violently from behindand wrapped her arms around her in a vicious reverse bear hug. Shrieking loudly,Judy wailed her legs and her body in an attempt to break free from her mother’shold. Feeling Harriette’s hand clamp over her mouth, Judy continued to yell as a fewtears slipped out of the corner of her eye. Before she knew it, she was placed into

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