When we got home, the house was silent. The sound of the door opening can be heard as I opened the back of the house.

"They're not here."

"Maybe that had their own things to do."

Latrelle lazily slacked off the couch in the living room. He opened the television and rested his feet on the mini table.

"If you want, you can sleep. It's just almost two in the afternoon."

He's right, I need to sleep because I slept late last night. I opened the curtains first to let the wind enter.

I laid down and immediately felt the wind softly invading the room. It lulled me to sleep...