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The sun was unusually bright as Lora walked home from school, she'd had an exceptionally good day and had taken her time getting home. Walking up the steps of the small house, Lora opened that door and said, "Aunt Margaret I'm ho-" She broke off as she caught sight of her Dad sitting on the couch. Confused, she put on her "frowny smile," a smile that was crooked while her eyes frowned, she said, "What're you doing here Dad? The school year ends in June, remember?" Aunt Margaret sat opposite of her brother in an arm chair, her arms crossed and an angry expression engraved on her face. Dr. Vider stood up and said with a smile, "I'm going to be living in New York for a while so you're going to move in with me, okay Sea Star? Why don't you go pack your things."
"Um, okay but I'm not a sea star." Lora said hesitating for a moment before she walked to her room. She could hear her father's deep chuckle behind her. As she closed the door behind her, she started to pull out the suitcase from her closet and started to packing. It wasn't long before the shouting started, that was something you had to get used to with Aunt Margaret. She did a lot of that unintentionally when she was angry.

"You can't take her now! She's just starting to have a normal life." She heard her aunt shout, and Lora started to pack quicker so that she could hear what was going on. She could hear her father's voice but it was muffled by the door, so once she was done packing she sat on her bed and listened. She had packed that suitcase so many times, that she always packed quickly. "You keep dragging her off to strange and dangerous places, someday something bad's going to happen to her. Do you want her to end up like Amy?" Her Aunt shouted, Amy had been her mother's name, that was the line and excuse she used every time Lora's father came to take her for the summer.
"Lora needs her Father." She could hear her father shout, he'd finally lost his temper as well.
"Lora needs a mother too, and who took that away from her?" Aunt Margaret shouted, Lora knew it was a knife threw the heart, that line. There was a long silence and then, Lora heard footsteps down the short hall. "Lora are you ready? We're leaving now." Her father said with a knock.
"Yeah I'm coming." Lora said jumping off her bed and grabbing her suitcase. Opening the door, she followed her father out of the house. The moment the front door closed, Lora began to hear the sounds of her Aunt tearing the house apart.

That was one of the problems with Asperger's, once you hit boiling point you lose it and then slowly come back down. There was no restraint with that, Lora knew that her dad knew better then to rile her up like that. Lora put her stuff in the back and climbed into the front seat. The first hour of the car ride was absolutely silent, all during that time, her father's brow was furrowed and his knuckles white on the wheel. When Lora noticed that his knuckles where no longer white, Lora cleared her throat and asked, "So, what sort of job did you get?"

"I didn't get a new job, we're going to live in a bunker for a while." Her father said as he started to explain the situation. Lora's teenage attention span didn't grasp everything but she got the gist of it all. As she listened, her own brow furrowed and she started to frown. As his explanation ended, there was a long moment of silence before Lora burst out. "You mean to tell me that you left Aunt Margaret back there to die?! She's your sister, how can you be so cold?" Lora snapped.
"She can't come where we're going, they won't let her in because she's Autistic. Making her angry like that was the only way to get her to let go of you." Her father said, the whole time, he refused to look at Lora. Slumping back her seat, Lora folded her arms and stared out the window. Anger and frustration consumed her and eventually she fell asleep.

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They had stopped several times during the trip and it took them about a week to reach New York. Lora was still sulking and staring out the window when they made it to the bus. Dr. Vider parked the car and started to pull his bags from the trunk, while Lora still sat in the car. A rap on the window startled her from her daze and her father opened the door. "Come on, time to go Sea Star." He said with an apologetic smile, he was holding her suitcase too. Getting out of the car with an exasperated sigh, Lora grabbed her bag and said, "I'm still not a sea star." Lora had always thought that he was weird for calling her that. Getting on the bus, Lora found an empty seat and sat down while her father sat down next to her.

Lora tried hard to tune everything out during the ride, it was fairly quiet, but when they made it to the bunker, she became aware of the rage outside. As the bus jerked to a stop she got off and stared at the crowd for a moment. They would all be gone soon and the sad part was they knew it. "Come on Lora, time to go." Her father said urging her on, and she slowly walked away towards the bunker. They patiently stood in line and Lora continued to zone out as they made their way up the line. Her father handed over the paper work and pretty soon they were clear to go in. Her father led them around and eventually to their room. Where Lora set her bag down on her bed and then said, before leaving the room to wander and explore. "I'm going to go take a look around." Then she stuck her hands deep in her jean pockets and started walking.