She thought he must be in the back yard swimming. She tried the handle on the front door, it turned freely. She pushed the unlocked door open and walk...d in. Ellen called out for Jack as she stepped in; again no answer. She walked through the home to the back family room and pulled open the French doors to the back patio and pool. Every time Ellen stepped into this back yard she was amazed. Walt had remodeled the backyard into an oasis that was worthy of being featured in Architectural Digest.. Naturally, Todd freaked."GAH! Who-what are you?!"The one in the nightgown spoke. "I'm Madeline. These are Star and Jo," she pointed to the leggy and curvy girls respectively. "We're the House Ghosts. Here let me help with your bags"Madeline reached for the duffel bag on his shoulder. Todd jerked away. "Get away from me!" he shrieked. To his amazement, he she practically flew backwards."Wha...?"Star rolled her eyes. "Lemme put it you like this, man: We're bound to serve the owner of the house in. The city was far too clean, lacking the smell of shit, piss, and rotting garbage; the cesspools were missing. There were no animals in the buildings except for cats and a few dogs. Even the people looked clean and had little odor about themselves, which was totally odd. May Day was the annual festival of the bath and that was months in the past. These people had bathed much more recently, even the children.Gregor had gone to the Captain of the garrison to determine when they would get their. And I said I'm not ... I said I'm not picky." Aren't you?" I watched her face moving in that way you can only do under the influence, her round face nodding, and the curly black hair on her head quivering with the movement."No. I'm not a slut, though." No, I'm sure you're not." Usually." Oh." Look," she whispered to me, far too loudly for any normal conversation, though it worked well enough in the bar. "I went out this afternoon and did some shopping." What?" Shopping," she repeated, pulling.