Chapter I

[Cecillia Collins Smith]

Arriving home to her modest size, two story, brick town house, which was located a good 45 minute drive from university, Lauryn parked her white, BMW sports car in the driveway, then hurried out of her car and towards her front door.  Stopping half way up the walkway to find her keys, she then turned around as she heard another car enter the drive.  “Noel,” she smiled, standing and waiting for her older brother to get out of his old Ford truck and walk towards her.  “Glad you’re here, I seem to have left my keys somewhere in my room,” she said, joining her brother back up the walk.