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“I can see why,” Donja said, her expression guarded. “It’s grim and dark with shadows that seem to touch you and I have to tell you I could all but feel a spirit in that upstairs bathroom.”
“You too?” Makayla said with eyes that grew into saucers. “I thought it was just me.”
“Okay, you two, let’s don’t let our imaginations run away with us,” Lisa chimed in. “The house is just old, but the workers will be here tomorrow and before you know it, this place will be beautiful. I promise.”
Makayla pushed her blonde locks behind her ear, perfectly arched brows topping her sky blue eyes. “Well to be honest, I’m relieved to have Donja sleeping in the room with me. I’m not sure I could handle it alone.”
“Ditto,” Donja said, before thinking, surprised by Makayla’s disclosure.
Carson and Frankie came barreling in, Frankie’s locks falling across one eye.
“Mom, we have woodchucks?” He gushed, brushing his hair back from his face.
Lisa spiked her brows. “Outside I hope.”
Everyone laughed.
“Is dinner ready?” Carson asked. “My little buddy and I are starved.”
“Yeah, Mom, we’re starved,” Frankie laughed and Donja noticed he was mimicking Carson’s stance with a sense of admiration in his eyes. She felt herself soften.
Carson extended his hand and tussled Frankie’s locks. “This tough guy and I hiked the trails down the river; they’re actually well groomed. You guys have to see the views, they’re spectacular.”
Lisa kissed Carson’s cheek, then Frankie’s. “After dinner, why don’t we all go?”
“I need to unpack,” Makayla said, avoiding eye contact.
“Yeah, me too,” Donja said. “Maybe later.”
“Alright, you girls can do the dishes and I’ll join the guys.”
“Donja and Makayla shared a look.
“Sounds good,” Makayla smiled.
“Then it’s settled,” Lisa replied. “Carson, you and Frankie get washed up. Dinner’s served.”
After a rather nice meal of lasagna and piping hot garlic bread followed by a store-bought apple pie, Lisa, Carson, Frankie and Maestro took their leave.
Donja started picking up the plates. “Wash or dry?”
“I’ve never done dishes,” Makayla said with a sheepish look.
“Never?” Donja smirked. “How’d you pull that off?”
“We always had a housekeeper and she did everything.”
“Wow!”
“Don’t worry, it can’t be that hard,” Makayla blinked as if trying to convince herself. “I mean, I’ve seen it done.”
Donja simpered. “I’ll wash, no worries, but I do hope that Carson gets the dishwasher installed soon.”
“Yeah, me too.”
Standing side by side at the sink, Donja felt a little uncomfortable.
Makayla’s cell phone went off.
