I watched it fade from her lips, if not her emerald eyes, taking note of how her bangs accentuated her fine brows, and how her high cheek bones gave a...fragile look to her face. Her cherry red lips held the soft sheen of gloss and I couldn’t help but think that she’d be a good kisser.Captivated, my paperback forgotten, I watched her watching me, curious at her seeming interest in me, no longer bothering to mask my regard except for a quick glance at her companion. He surprised me, catching my. Initially it started with hi hello. But as we started chatting with each other, we became friends then good friends and finally after lot of chatting on Nimbuzz we decided to share numbers so I asked her for her mobile number, with little convincing and buttering she agreed to give me her number, but on a condition that I should never call or message her first. I can call her only if she gives me a missed call. I agreed to it and climbed the first step of success to get close to her.Later we. Now she at least had a way to explain away the situation when the ghost messed with her in encounters with John. Was it enough or would John eventually fall for the manipulations from the ghost and take advantage of her?“You are awfully quiet, what are you thinking?” the ghost asked.Ronja tried her best to ignore the ghost, she needed to think. It was the simple truth that between the ghost, Jonathan and the blackmailing she seemed to have little or no chance to resist. No matter how she tried. ‘You can use the phone in the office to call, if you want, Uncle John,’ she said. John went into his nephew’s office, dialed the number Abby had given him, and when the building supply dealership answered, he asked to talk to a salesman. When the salesman came on the line, John told him what he needed and found out when it would be delivered. Finished with his call, John rejoined Abby in the kitchen. ‘I think I’ll start working on site preparation later this morning,’ he said. ‘If I remember.