I thought she was having an epileptic fit of some sort and rushed up to get help. As I ran past her chair to press the alarm button she grabbed my sle...eve and nearly pulled me off my feet. I had to grab her shoulders not to fall across her. With my hands still on her shoulders, she rose to her feet and stood in front of me. She had a silly look on her face and said the two words I least expected to hear from her in that moment: -I came. She put her arms around my neck and we just stood like that. We really need to get going now. Food is in the fridge, feed them when they get hungry. Otherwise I think they’ll be fine.”“Sure thing Mrs. Jones.”With that, the couple was out the door, and I saw the black SUV drive down the street in the direction of the highway.I walked past the foyer of the house and into the kitchen. In the living room were the aforementioned twins. One a girl, one a boy; Riley, the girl was laying on the floor in her school uniform watching TV, she had long brown hair. The appointee elbowed and threaded her way through a small but tight maze of slightly resentful and very envious cronies and walked over to stand toe-to-toe with Belinda. The new participant in this one sided, underhanded joust was tall and slim. Not heavy duty muscular, but even in her college uniform it was quite apparent she was toned and fit. She was noticeably taller, perhaps four inches. Even if Belinda was fully lucid and they had a cat fight, not a dollar one would be wagered on Belinda. "I'm at Hardee's and just finished breakfast. How about you come out to the house and give me a ride back. I would like to leave the bike out here." I said."Have you got a lock for it?" he asked."Nobody will steal it while I go back and forth. I have a chain and lock for it, but I left them at the apartment." I had always locked it to a porch post at the apartment. Nobody ever bothered it there. I wasn't expecting anyone to even know I had a bike hidden behind the shipping crate."Okay give me a.