”“No problem dear, we will have one there for you. I promise. No sense moving one of those back and forth. I am doing the same with Tiffany’s dr...m set. All we need is you and your magic fingers.”That made her giggle.When she and I approached the bus, the rest of the kids applauded her. With the cello and double bass last in, Jennifer closed the door and headed home. I have noticed she is going out of her way to avoid left turns, but that should get easier as she goes.She didn’t back in, but. "Where's your car?" Over there to the left, in the second row. It's a white Focus." I see it." Dave then laughed. "You're parked right next to me. That's my Saturn." Isn't that weird?" Really," Dave agreed as he walked her to her car.The motorcycles started up just as Marie unlocked her car. She started a little upon hearing the sound and said, "I hate to ask, but could you follow me home? I'm really starting to get scared." Don't worry, I was going to offer if you didn't ask. Those guys look. There were torches that lit the stair well. The main house must have been at least three stories. Raisa had never seen anything so huge. The three of them stopped on what seemed to be the second floor. They turned to go down a long hall. At the end of the hall, Raisa could see two large doors, torches on either side, with two large iron lion heads attached to them. The male slave unlatched the handles and pulled the door open.Inside, the room was filled with the light from a roaring fire. The. Gently, he pushed a small syringe into her sterilized shoulder, slowly depressing the plunger. Lacie turned her head away, unable to watch. Lacie felt the pinch of the needle, but it seemed muted, dulled. A moment later, Lacie felt a vague tugging from the injection site, and then a gentle pressure replaced the dull ache. Rolling her head back around, Lacie saw him holding the cotton swab over her skin, stopping the tiny flow of blood. ‘Wha…What…’ Lacie slurred, her thoughts slow and muggy..