Chapter One Hundred Ninety Seven
The car was packed once again waiting for the two Chase hunters that had only just arrived a day before. Evelyn pulled her fellow woman into a hug, "You know, you look like eighteen freaking years younger than me, missy," the woman squeezed her friend.
"I know, Evelyn. Although I feel a lot older than that. After all, I have raised a child," she replied.
"Oh, shut up… You've not done much. From what I've heard, the girl is so obedient and tame that you almost missed her when she caught a fever and didn't say anything," the two had slept later than the men and had taken the liberty to actually sleep in a bedroom, unlike the boys that had slept in their lobby, sprawled on sofas. The house was in complete disarray and she saw mountains of chores, but alas, it had all been worth it. "Thank you, Marie."
"Huh, where did that come from?"
"You fixed them… the boy wonders," Evelyn whispered into the woman's ears.