The woman stared at him, but then she said, “Fine, what?”
He smiled with relief. Everyone was so nice to him, he didn’t quite understand why. His earlier excuse of Christmas spirit was beginning to sound a little too childish. “You wouldn’t know where a woman named Shana lives, would you?” he asked.
“Sure I do,” the woman said.
“Really? Could you tell us?” Meanwhile the others had joined him, having gained confidence from his success. “Ray seems to have gotten lost.”
“Lost? In a town with one main street, you got lost?” the woman said disbelievingly. “Fine, I’ll show you the way since you seem incapable of navigating straight roads.”
She started walking, and the others followed even if Aiden had to talk both Melody and Ray into coming quietly.
“I’m Julian,” Julian told the woman, walking up front with her.
“Really,” she said.
“Uh… well… you haven’t seen a girl, have you? About this tall, blonde…?”
“No,” she said without looking.
“Well, we’re looking for Shana because these guys tell me she might know where…”
The woman stopped and he stopped talking. She turned towards him and he half expected to tell him to shut up, but she said, “We’re here.”
They had arrived at a run down apartment building where Ray immediately recognized the tilted mailbox and declared this must be where Shana lived.