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?
