powers.
On the way over, Ginger still had some money left over from the insurance policy. Maybe, she should invest in buying a car.
Once outside the mansion, Ginger grabbed her phone and shot off a quick text to Frost to see about finding a cheap, used Toyota like his. Getting out of the car, she walked up the steps and slipped her phone in her back pocket. Ginger knocked and waited.
There was no anxiety, or concern about being outside the house of a powerful vampire. In fact, it felt normal. A tiny ping of familiarity. The door swung up to a giggling pair of women, Jurnee and shockingly Penny. The tall Amazonian Jurnee still was as stunning as the last time Ginger saw her. The poise woman needed to be on the cover on a magazine.
The stressed and upset Penny Belkins she remembered looked refreshed, also a ton happier. This care-free version of Penny isn’t the same as the woman she met just days ago. Ginger felt as if she had barged into something intimate and private at that moment.
Ginger thought, “Don’t be ridiculous. They’re just stunned by my unannounced arrival.”
She plastered a fake smile on, as both women looked worried.
Ginger says quickly, “Oh, shit. No! Everything is okay. I just came by to see how you are.”
Jurnee replies, “That’s a huge relief. I thought our plans were going to need to be canceled, and I had some serious ass to kick.”
Penny laughs as she swats her arm. She answers, “Don’t mind her. Come on inside, and that is so sweet of you to be concerned about me.”
Ginger was pulled in by both these smiling women.
She wondered, “What were they doing when I got here?”
Chapter Nine:
The answer was surprisingly simple and unexpected.
Scribble.
They were playing Scribble when she walked into the mansion pasted the foyer into the grand dinning-hall.
The place was still breath-taking, and Ginger had no idea how a person could not be rendered speechless of this astounding beauty. The view was out of this world. It was phenomenal and made her grin like a fool.
Each room was so grand, and wonderful. Like it was a fairytale of art. She didn’t quite want to wake up from this imaginary place. This wasn’t her world, but Ginger enjoyed the tiny glimpses into it none the less.
Ginger asks, “How are you, Penny?”
Penny answers, “Wonderful. I’ve been sleeping ten hours a night, like a comma patient. I have also been drawing. I missed my passion, which I forgot makes my soul sour. Work takes up so much time, I think this break was a nice change.”
Ginger gasps and replies, “Wow. That sounds great.”
Jurnee responds, “Oh, it is. She just needed someone to remind her of all her childhood loves.”
Penny smiles and states, “True. Most definitely a change from the girl kicking and screaming to be here in the first place This change in scenery and responsibilities has allowed med to focus and reconnect what’s important in my life.”
Ginger claims, “I am so jealous. You seem so different. ”
Penny answers with a grin, “Like a whole new person.”
Jurnee says, “Exactly.”
Ginger wonders, “Is that so bad? Or, perhaps Jurnee hypnotized her or something.”
I definitely need to ask Stacey about this later. They chatted some more before Ginger left to go read at a café.
Chapter Ten:
Twenty minutes later, Ginger sat in a non-descript building drinking tea. She wanted peace and quiet, and found it here in this secluded place. It wasn’t overly busy, and had comfy seats to allow her to get lost reading in peace.
She didn’t have head-phones, but didn’t need them to block out all the normal traffic and noise customers brought in places like Starbucks or