Irish Elves

My mother **** me to leave my beloved NYC to move to a small town in Ireland where she originally grew up and lived until she was 18. She loves the place, but I have my doubts. How will I cope? Going from all the traffic, noise and pollution to Trees and fresh air and so much quiet? The new house we moved into is my mother's childhood home. It's a two-story with plenty of room and no neighbors for a mile or so.

I loved our cramped little apartment. And I know it sounds strange but I also loved the familiarity of hearing the people in the apartment above us arguing at the top of thier lungs at 8 in the morning. I was never late for school. I have just finished unpacking the rest of my boxes when I open the curtains to look outside. Our backyard is nothing but a forest. A sudden flash of red catches my eye, but it's gone before I can see what it is. Should I go to investigate? Or is it nothing?