When the woman answered, Ronni gave her a concerned look. “You seem to be having a bad day. Is there anything I can do?” Kristine’s hand snuck to her lower stomach. “Just feeling a little under the weather.” “Can I bring you a cup of tea or something?” Kristine’s gaze skittered down the hall to Adam’s bedroom door, came back but stayed glued to the floor. “Thank you. I’ll be fine.” She closed the door on Ronni. That got me nowhere. Ronni went back to her room. Her mind continued chasing dead ends. Where was Thomas? Was the op a disaster? Was her brother a sociopath or just a nice guy? She took a hot bath and dressed for her meeting with Thomas. Outside, the sun set, fading peach streaks of light intermixing with the growing shadows. She paced the room, ran a hand over the fireplace mantel, and wondered why there were fireplaces in every room in the house. That thought reminded her of the Harry Potter movies and the magical way they often traveled using fireplace flues.
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