5th house on the corner

I am not sure if I am going to continue this story, but here it is:

“It was such a pleasure to run into my old acquaintance, but now I must be going,” said Susan with a livid, sarcastic tone.

            “Susan, will stop being sarcastic?” asked Bill.

            “Will you stop being so rude, Bill?”

            “I wasn’t being rude. I simply asked how you were doing and about the conflagration. I know it devastated your house, but you can’t spend your whole life lamenting over your past!”

            “Oh! How mean can a person get in this world?” raged Susan as she stormed off.

            Bill went to his house and Susan went to her Aunt Claudia’s. Susan couldn’t live in her own house because it had been ruined in a fire.

            “You left the dining room table a mess,” said Aunt Claudia right when Susan walked in.

            “Sorry I will clean it up.”                     

            Susan cleaned up the table then went her room. She thought of her nice little house. She never figured out why her house burnt down. Was it a normal fire, or was it someone trying to destroy her house? The thought of someone destroying her house on purpose sent her chills. She missed her happy, buoyant self. Ever since she had moved in with Aunt Claudia, she had become very gloomy.