While Alexandria would have wanted nothing more than to explore every inch of her newly acquired home, reality struck. If she hit the local supermarket, she could stock up on the necessities and not have to eat restaurant food every day, but she needed to get back to Beau Chênes before nightfall.
With her arms overflowing with the structured paper bags containing her purchases, she rushed out of the store and barged into a customer entering through the automatic door.
Wonderful. She thought. I’ve barely spent a day in the neighborhood and I’m already spacing out and injuring fellow patrons.
A cold, bony hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her out of her inner monologue. It sent a chill through her core, and due to the grip being so tight, she wasn’t sure whether it was for support or out of anger. She met the intense stare of milky, brown eyes that possessed an eerie golden ring encircling the irises. The face recognizable from a previous encounter—Madame Rosamie. She sensed this strange woman could look into her mind and somehow know every thought she’d ever had. …show more content…
Are you hurt?”
The woman shook her head before replying in a husky voice. “She has waited a long time for you to return, but be careful, she—
Screeching tires, crashing metal, and shattering glass diverted her attention away from the ominous words to the chaos taking place on the street directly in front of her—the aftermath of a head on collision in the intersection. Alexandria focused on the commotion for a split second, and by the time she turned back to speak with Madame Rosamie, the cryptic woman had vanished.
Boy, she sure can move quickly for someone her
With her arms overflowing with the structured paper bags containing her purchases, she rushed out of the store and barged into a customer entering through the automatic door.
Wonderful. She thought. I’ve barely spent a day in the neighborhood and I’m already spacing out and injuring fellow patrons.
A cold, bony hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her out of her inner monologue. It sent a chill through her core, and due to the grip being so tight, she wasn’t sure whether it was for support or out of anger. She met the intense stare of milky, brown eyes that possessed an eerie golden ring encircling the irises. The face recognizable from a previous encounter—Madame Rosamie. She sensed this strange woman could look into her mind and somehow know every thought she’d ever had. …show more content…
Are you hurt?”
The woman shook her head before replying in a husky voice. “She has waited a long time for you to return, but be careful, she—
Screeching tires, crashing metal, and shattering glass diverted her attention away from the ominous words to the chaos taking place on the street directly in front of her—the aftermath of a head on collision in the intersection. Alexandria focused on the commotion for a split second, and by the time she turned back to speak with Madame Rosamie, the cryptic woman had vanished.
Boy, she sure can move quickly for someone her