Gen.1 Chap. 1 Minna's POV

I walked outside. I found my self looking straight at my neighbors house. They lived across the street and were the definition of the suburban family. The Burgettys'. Edwin Burgetty, the father, went to work in an office, had a mistress, and always "worked late". Lila Burgetty, the mother, enough plastic surgery that if she fell in to their designer pool, she would float. Jem Burgetty, the daughter, boob implants, a nose job, wears all pink and leopard print, and has a rat-dog in her designer bag. Rock Burgetty, the son, gets any girl he wants, only get through school because of nerds and sports.
"Hiya, Neighbor! What a mighty fine day! Yes in Dee-Dee!"
I looked over to my other neighbor, Jim Flanagan. "Hi, Jim." I muttered to him.
"Are you going to church today, Minnie?"
"Never call me Minnie. And like always no."
Just then my sister came out, holding Nighting.
"Hi-De-Ho, Maraposia! How are you doing on this lord-blessed day!?"
"It's Posy. And on this day, I am doing fine." She replied.
"So sorry Maraposia! Bring that blessed child over here and let me hold her."
I quickly turned to Po, giving her a sharp glance.
"N-no t-time," She stuttered, obviously looking for an excuse. "N-night N-needs h-her, u-uh, Breakfast! Don't want a cranky, Night!"
"She to god blessedly pretty to be called Night! She should be called Daisy."
I gave Po a look as if to say, 'Go back inside'.
She went inside, quickly with Nighting.
"My aunts name was Daisy." I told him.
"And how is she?"
"She was murdered." I said bitterly and walked inside. Turning my back to a pale Jim Flanagan.
"What did you say to him!?" Po said bitterly, more bitterly than my tone to Jim.While violently stirring waffle mix.
"That aunt Daisy was murdered. No details. Just that she was murdered."
"Is he going next?" Night said in her small baby voice, peeking up from her hot cereal.
"Who's going where?" My current husband, Jerod said as he walked into the kitchen.
"She was talking about her toys. We were talking about how used her teddy bear was." I replied giving him a quick kiss.
"I better be off to work. Big day ahead!" He said quickly, walking out the door.
After that there was an awkward silence.
"When's he leaving?" Po suddenly asked.
"As soon as I'm knocked up. So hopefully tomorrow. "
"I hope your right. He's annoying."
"But, hopefully his kid won't look terrible."
"Yea."
"I got a lead on Jacob."
Po got really tense. "Really?"
"Yea."
"What?"
"The bullies are all dead, but one. School Bus accident."
"That's nice."
"Yea."
The rest of breakfast was unnormally quiet.
Po finished her waffles, and went upstairs.
About 15 minutes later, I smelled smoke. I quickly grabbed night, put her outside in her picnic table highchair, and ran upstairs.Po was on her bed, about to jump into a pit of smoke on the floor. As she lept, I tackled her, throwing her across the room.
"NO!" She screamed and cried.
"Do you want me AND Nighting dead too!?"
She quickly pulled herself up, and put the fire out. She grabbed my arm and pulled me downstairs, to the torture room. She gave one quick look at the girl, chained to the wall and shot her.I smiled. She was coming around.