a glanced around the house. It was empty. I was expecting to see my aunt or my sister or both of them somewhere around. I walked to the window and looked into the curb and sure enough my aunt's car wasn't there. A thought cross my mind. If my aunt wasn't in the house, could my sister be in the basement? A knowing grin tugged at my lips. I went back to my room to get a bobby pin and came back down. A quick pick at the lock and the door was unlocked, much to my horror that I could pick a lock this quickly of course. I walked down to the basement without the usual practiced discretion. My sister knew I knew and my aunt wasn't here. So there wasn't any point to be