“I guess I want a better understanding of what I’m dealing with,” Clara said.
“Ethereal is a poison pill,” Evelyn commented. “There’s wisdom in those words, but the delivery…”
“…is lacking?” Clara replied. “That’s brought about several long spats between the sisters.”
“Wait?” Evelyn said. “Can they hear us?”
“I can’t shut them out entirely. They did make a point of telling me they would give us some time alone. Hecate appeared to be grateful for the opportunity to interact with the world.”
“We should all go for a night on the town!” Evelyn said. “Get a limousine, and hit a club or three.”
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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