Just before the sun went down over the hill one fine spring
day, there came to town a large moving van, which drove from one side of town
all the way through to the far end of town, to the house where no one had lived
for many years. The townspeople stopped and starred because it wasn’t everyday
that a moving van drove through town and it wasn’t every day that someone moved
to town, even if it was at the far end. But on this day it happened and it was
a day that people would remember.
The moving van parked at the house and just as the door
opened, the last of the sun went over the hill and it was dusk. The moving men got
out of the van and began moving boxes into the house and then it was dark. By the
middle of the night, the moving van left the town by the same way it had come,
leaving all the contents of the van and one person behind.
The town was buzzing in the morning with stories about the
new resident. No one had really seen anything. No one had seen anyone but a few shadows of people
at dusk. So, all the news was gossip. Of course, they all thought it was true.
The important people in the town gathered at the general
store, as they did every morning. Mayor
Smith, Sheriff Jones, Mr. Stucker, who owned the store and Mrs. Primly the
librarian, who knew everything about everyone, and she’d tell you so too, stood
at the counter talking about the moving van and all that they really didn’t
know but had heard, when suddenly, she walked in. The important people could
not believe their eyes....
