A Mom

Jeddah Summers was in the driver-seat of a 4-door white Chrysler Car, Jeddah was 65-years-old, She was 5'9, shoulder length long blonde hair, blue eyes, she was wearing underwear, capri shorts, shirt, socks, shoes, sitting in the passenger seat was her 18-year-old Teenage son named Kyle Summers, He was 5'10, brown hair, hazel eyes, he was wearing under-wear, capri shorts, shirt, socks, shoes, sitting in the backseat of the car was Jeddah's 3-year-old Toddler son named Barry Summers, they were on their way home from visiting relatives, until it started getting dark.

Jeddah was driving the car through a wooded area, until it got stuck, Jeddah stopped the car, until it started raining.

"What are we going to do, Mom?", Kyle asked.

"I don't know", Jeddah answered.

Suddenly Jeddah looked and saw an old house, she decided that she was going inside to use the phone to call for a tow truck.

"Kyle, I'm going in that old house to use the phone, you two stay in the car until I get back", Jeddah said.

"All Right, Mom, just be careful", Kyle said.

"Don't worry I will", Jeddah replied.

She got out of the car, and started running toward the old house, she walked up the front porch steps, across the front porch, she went inside the old house, an hour went by, Kyle was looking at his wristwatch, he looked back at the old house, he decided to find out what was keeping their mom.

"Barry, I'm going to see what's keeping Mom, you stay in the car, Ok?", Kyle asked.

"Ok, Kyle", Barry answered.

Kyle got out of the passenger seat of the car, he started walking toward the old house, he walked up the front porch steps, across the front porch, he put his hand on the front doorknob, turned, and opened the door, he walked through the doorway.

He was surprised to see that it had changed, there were lights on all over the foyer of the old house, it looked like an old hotel, there were batten rugs on the floor, everyone was wearing old fashioned clothes, some were standing, some were sitting in chairs, some were talking to each-other, Kyle was wondering what to do, when he heard a voice talking to him.

"Excuse me, young man, may I help you?", the voice asked.

Kyle looked and was surprised seeing a man standing behind the front desk, he was in his late 30s, and was wearing a black uniform, he was also Caucasian too, Kyle started walking toward him.

"I'm looking for my mom, was she here, using the telephone?", Kyle answered.

"What's her name?", The Man asked.

"Jeddah Summers, Is she here", Kyle answered.

The Man was looking through a guest registry book, but couldn't find Jeddah's name.

"I'm sorry Young man, but I don't have your mom's name in the Registry", The Man said.

Kyle started walking out of the old house, He just couldn't believe it, He went back inside, He was surprised that it was empty, He rushed out of the house, got into the driver-seat, he started driving away, little did he know, at an upstairs window, a man was looking out of the window, and was watching as the car drive away, he was in his late 30s, he was wearing under-wear, black pants, shirt, socks, he turned around and was looking at Jeddah, she was lying on top of a bed and was in a deep sleep, He was smiling at her.