Ana didn’t have time to be paralyzed with fear, she had to see what was going on. But she had to be careful about it, whoever had broke those windows could still be in the house and she knew that whoever was in here could cause her harm, but she had to see. She had to know she was safe. She had called the Police department and Vania was coming to check on things, but she worried for her sisters safety as well. All Ana could remember was her Grandfather’s promise not to give up on making their lives miserable, and ultimately killing them, she had no doubt that he would try and do just that, even from behind prison bars she had no doubt that he would try.
Lord keep me safe, let them not be here anymore, and let them not have found Sasha’s journal because if those pages fall into the wrong hands, Sasha could be in real danger. Everyone is supposed to believe she died in those woods, all those years ago, but she is very much alive, we just cannot let everyone know that. If anyone else finds out it could mean the end for Sasha and I do not want to be responsible for that kind of danger on my aunt. I want her safe.
I prayed that Vania would get here soon and be able to check on things, and as I prayed I once again thought that maybe buying this huge house was a mistake. I had fallen in love with this place, and wanted to buy it, but when I had bought it I envisioned it being filled with family, now it was just Jelena and I, sometimes my niece and nephew, but it was a lot of house. I loved this place though, the character and charm of it, perhaps I was letting the fears control me and I had to let them go and let God. I did not even know what had happened in here yet, and so far I was safe. I would worry more when Vania found out what happened, but right now I just needed to catch my breath and stop fearing.
I found myself finally calming down as I heard Vania pulling up in the driveway. She let herself in, as I sat on the sofa thanking God that whoever broke the windows was gone now. I hadn’t had the heart to check the hiding place for Sasha’s journals yet, but I knew we were going to have to do that soon. I had to know that Sasha was still safe from the evil and she would be as long as those journals did not fall into the wrong hands.
“What happened?” Vania asked.
“I heard the windows breaking, I thought at first it must be a tree limb, with the storm, but I heard footsteps. I know this was a person, someone wanted something from this house.”
“What do you think they wanted?”
“I wish I knew, I have had a few crazed fans trying to get souvenirs’ from me but this was different. I can’t see anyone going this far, unless they had something evil planned.”
I followed Vania around the house, making sure everything was in order, shards of glass were all over the den, and muddy footprints, whoever tried to break in did not try to hide that they had been here. They had probably wanted me to know so I would be even more frightened. I had seen people play these kind of games before, these kind of mind games, my grandfather had done that.
“Anything missing?” Vania asked.
“Nothing that I have found so far.” I said. I was relieved when I had checked into the hiding place and found Sasha’s journal undisturbed.”
“Ana, they might be back you should go to Mom’s and Dad’s and we will have someone patrol around here. Grab anything important you think they might be after, and I will take you to Mom and Dad’s. I don’t think you should drive yourself.”
“Okay.” I said, grabbing my laptop, some files, and Sasha’s journal sticking it inside my briefcase.
As I waited for Vania to get everything checked out I opened my Bible to 1 Peter
1 Peter 3
1 Wives, in the same way submit yourselves to your own husbands so that, if any of them do not believe the word, they may be won over without words by the behavior of their wives, 2 when they see the purity and reverence of your lives. 3 Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and the wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. 4 Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight. 5 For this is the way the holy women of the past who put their hope in God used to adorn themselves. They submitted themselves to their own husbands, 6 like Sarah, who obeyed Abraham and called him her lord. You are her daughters if you do what is right and do not give way to fear.
7 Husbands, in the same way be considerate as you live with your wives, and treat them with respect as the weaker partner and as heirs with you of the gracious gift of life, so that nothing will hinder your prayers.
Suffering for Doing Good
8 Finally, all of you, be like-minded, be sympathetic, love one another, be compassionate and humble. 9 Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult. On the contrary, repay evil with blessing, because to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing. 10 For,
“Whoever would love life
and see good days
must keep their tongue from evil
and their lips from deceitful speech.
11 They must turn from evil and do good;
they must seek peace and pursue it.
12 For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous
and his ears are attentive to their prayer,
but the face of the Lord is against those who do evil.”[a]
13 Who is going to harm you if you are eager to do good? 14 But even if you should suffer for what is right, you are blessed. “Do not fear their threats[b]; do not be frightened.”[c] 15 But in your hearts revere Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect, 16 keeping a clear conscience, so that those who speak maliciously against your good behavior in Christ may be ashamed of their slander. 17 For it is better, if it is God’s will, to suffer for doing good than for doing evil. 18 For Christ also suffered once for sins, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God. He was put to death in the body but made alive in the Spirit. 19 After being made alive,[d] he went and made proclamation to the imprisoned spirits— 20 to those who were disobedient long ago when God waited patiently in the days of Noah while the ark was being built. In it only a few people, eight in all, were saved through water, 21 and this water symbolizes baptism that now saves you also—not the removal of dirt from the body but the pledge of a clear conscience toward God.[e] It saves you by the resurrection of Jesus Christ, 22 who has gone into heaven and is at God’s right hand—with angels, authorities and powers in submission to him.
I did not argue with Vania when she said it was time to go. I did not even argue when she told me to leave my car and ride with her. I loved that Mustang, but if they knew what I drove, and tried to hurt me, it would be better if I didn’t have the car. I would be safer with family I knew that. I was glad Jelena was already with Aunt Sophia. I did not want to put my family in any more danger because of this mad man, but if it was what I thought it was, they were after my family and it wasn’t just me. My grandfather wanted to see us all punished for his sins, he was a sick monster and would get what he wanted at any cost. Even the cost of a child’s life, his own children, my grandmother was not much better, just sitting there letting this hatred happening, helping him in some cases. I had no doubt that my grandparents were a couple of psychopath’s. I shuttered at the thought, shuttered to think that we were of the same family, but the truth was he may have the same blood lines as we did, they both may, but they were not family. Family did not try to kill off those they were supposed to love the way my grandparents were trying to do.
“Ana I believe you will be okay, but we can never be too careful. It’s better if you stay with Mom and Dad for a few days, I will bring your car over tomorrow if you need it, but just to be safe don’t go back to the house until I clear it. I have already called Jelena to tell her not to come here either. She knows what happened, and knows you are okay, but it’s better if they think everyone is gone. Maybe after a while they will give up.”
I had serious doubts about that, they hadn’t given up yet, but I did not say anything to Vania. I just wanted to get to my parent’s house and forget this night had happened. I wanted to thank the Lord that I was safe, that things had not turned out worse, because I knew it could have turned out so much worse. I knew that it could have turned out differently I could have been shot and injured or worse, left my house in a body bag. God had held favor on me once again and for that I was thankful.
“I’m in no hurry to go back home. I will wait until you say it’s safe, don’t worry I have had enough excitement for a lifetime. I do not want to have to go through that kind of fear again. I just want to wait until I know it’s safe.”
“Good I will send the twins to Mom and Dad’s tomorrow because they want to see their Aunt Ana.”
“I would like that, thank you, they always have a way of making me feel better.”
“They do me too Ana, believe me.”
“I know, thank you Sis.”
“You’re welcome Ana, I was glad that it turned out the way it did, that you are okay and everything seems to be pretty much in order. Honestly I was afraid of what I might see, but I should not have doubted God.”
“I did my share of doubting too Vania, believe me.”
Vania took me to Mom and Dad’s in the police cruiser, talking to me about my niece and nephew, how they were doing, how they were looking forward to starting Kindergarten, and how they were already reading simple books and writing their names. I always knew my niece and nephew were smart, so none of this surprised me, but it was nice to talk about normal family things, not to focus on what had almost happened.
Mom and Dad were both up waiting for Vania and I. Vania had explained to them what had happened and that I would be staying with them for a few days, and I knew they were glad. I could see the relief written in their face. I knew they understood this would not mean I was completely out of danger, after all we had been through, we knew better than to make that assumption but I believed I would be safer at home, both of my parents were retired cops and they would know what to do if anything went wrong. I had to believe it wouldn’t though, they believed whatever they were after was in my house not my parents. The truth was it was in my briefcase now, and I was going to have to find somewhere to hide it when I was here. My parents knew about it as did my sisters, but I could not leave Sasha’s journal in plain sight, it would not be safe. I had to be careful. I was going to do anything in my power to protect my aunt, to keep her as safe as possible.