Wandering Soul by Cassandra Chandler

Author:Cassandra Chandler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Time travel;Romance;Paranormal;Astral projection;Psychic;Passion;Mystery;Art;Ring;Friendship
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2015-07-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Even after her bath, Elsa couldn’t relax. She sat at the kitchen table drinking yet another cup of chamomile tea, trying to soothe her frayed nerves. The thought that someone had been in her house was beyond unsettling. She was still hoping that they were wrong, that there was some other explanation.

Maybe they had left the door to the cabinet open themselves. Maybe Leonardo had knocked Dante’s mask onto the floor and it bounced under the bed somewhere. Maybe the key had caught on Winston’s shirtsleeve as he locked up the night before and it’d fallen to the floor.

None of those scenarios seemed likely. Elsa insisted that everything was just so. She had to admit it wasn’t only because she was watching out for Winston. Her friends thought of her as a control freak, and they were right. They just didn’t know how much of her life she had felt completely out of control.

She’d crawled under her bed with a flashlight and searched everywhere for Dante’s mask with no luck. Winston might be blind, but he had a keen sense of hearing. If he had been in the room when the key hit the floor, he would have heard it.

Elsa couldn’t rationalize any of the occurrences away. The most likely explanation was that someone had been in the house the night before, someone who had picked through her things and watched Dante and Elsa as they slept.

Another shudder swept over her body. Elsa held the hot mug closer to her chest. The warmth did little to comfort her, but at least she could distract herself a bit. She focused on the sensation of the steam as it floated around her face, calming herself as she breathed in its earthy scent.

Someone knocked at the kitchen door. She jumped, spilling the tea on her chest. Luckily, she was wearing a baggy T-shirt, and leaned forward quickly enough to avoid being burned.

Garrett was standing outside, rattling the handle. She could see the concern etched in his features through the door’s window. Elsa trotted over to let him in.

“Are you okay? I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“I’m fine.” Elsa stepped aside as Garrett entered the kitchen, closing and locking the door behind him. “It was my fault I jumped. I was distracted.”

Garrett stared at Elsa’s chest, where her T-shirt had plastered itself against her breasts. She pulled the fabric away. The tea on her front was quickly becoming cold, which was just making the situation more embarrassing.

“Sorry.” Garrett looked away.

“It’s okay. I’ll change later.”

“How’s Winston doing?”

“Grumpy. He says he wants to get up, but I saw him going back to bed from the bathroom and he was walking stiffly.”

“That’s to be expected. I’m sure he’ll shake this off after a couple days of rest. And moving around a bit will be good for him.”

“Well, don’t worry about us starving. It turns out Dante is a great cook.” Which was a good thing, because when he let Elsa make the toast that morning she managed to burn half of it.

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