<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/Hugh_jackman1_300_400.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Name: Jack</span></span><br/><hr/><br/>"Helen" Jack looked to the man that joined them, though he looked much closer to the age of their kids now, older but not by much. "Even the neighbors say don't go in, that has to stand for something..listen to your gut..when the kids come out..we leave and if we have to drive five hours..so be it..but listen to the neighbor...it's not the home for us..for anyone."<br/><br/>Jack looked at the home, suddenly it was starting to look like it was in much better repair than it had before, like it had been feeding on his anger, but that only happened in the movies. "Helen..if you love me at all you will end this foolishness and when the kids come back out..we leave and find something else. I am...I am...not going in to look at it..this young woman here is very good at her job I am sure, but I will not live here. Our home is back in Seattle..remember Seattle..Helen..."