Knock knock.Silence.He knocked again. “What do you want?” The old lady grunted.“Hello.I’m here for Emily and Lizzie,” Jim saidbrightly. “Never heard of ‘em.Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get backto work.” Just as she was shutting the door,Jim put his hand on the inside and pulled it open.He was certain this was the right house.“Are you sure?” Jim replied with concern,“Maybe you know Rosie.She makes thebread here.” “There ain’t no Rosie here.Unless it was the bread lady that got firedfor hindin’ two girls in the kitchen.” Jim sighed with disappointment,“Those were my sisters.Do you knowwhere they are now?”