As usual, during midnight, I headed next door to do some baking. Mrs Simpson had fallen ill so she had to go to hospital. Ever since then she never came back and that was when I found the empty kitchen that was hers. The next day ( a Friday )an unexpected visit from the council had come. He had reported that Mrs Simpsons house was to be sold to somebody else. As soon as I heard this my heart panicked. I couldn't let her down. But what if I was in charge? I would stop this and tell Mrs Simpson. But I cant