Imogene drops herself on the couch and dials a number then waits for it to answer.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Lynda, it's me."
"Oh, hi Imogene." Lynda responds as Destiny sits next to het on the couch.
"I know this could not a good time" Destiny takes a sip of her Champagne. "But I was thinking." Destiny rests her head on her arm on the couch's top. "Do you know that Godfrey lady before?" As she picks up her mug.
"Why would you ask?" Lynda asks, as Imogene takes a sip of her drink.
"Just curious." She shrugs.
"Well, Vince, is the one who knows her. She's his guest or something, the first time I saw her was in that store when you were there with me." Destiny hears carfully as her relative tells her friend taking a sip of her drink. "And this time she finally asked for what she wanted."
"Hmm." Imogene hums in the other side. "Is that lady has zinc deficiency ?" She asks and takes a sip of her drink.
Destiny and Lynda frowns at each other. "What?" Lynda asks.
"Zinc deficiency. It's a disease makes you crave meat like... You saw what I mean."
"Well..." She glances briefly at Destiny who nods for her to go on. "I don't know, but I don't think so."
"Oh, please, don't convince me the crap she was saying..." she tarils, taking her phone from her ear to look at its screen for moments before replacing back. "Is your speaker on, Lynda?" She emphasizes the word. Lynda and Destiny exchange looks. Imogene doesn't think twice and immediately hangs up before downing her phone beside her.
"She's not easy." Destiny comments. "Is she's really a librarian?"
"What, you don't believe me now?"
"I didn't say that." Then looks around closing her glass to her lips. "I don't think she's honest. Like... She keeps secrets."
"No one doesn't. Besides, weren't your bad intentions aiming for the girl. Now her mom?"
"Do you really think she told her mom nothing? Lynda I told you she didn't let me be near her."
"And I told you she's not socialist like her sister, so her behaviors are normal for a shy girl."
Back to Smiths house, Imogene still sitting on the couch staring blankly down until her phone rings, the caller is Marie, and she picks up.
"Yes, Marie? No Nellie isn't here. Wait what do you mean you called her?"
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The rain is pouring everywhere, including, the Rumanceks trailer's top.
"You smell nice." Letha says in muffled way as she's pressing herself on Peter's back, and he chuckles. "You smell sweet, like a puppy." He chuckles again.
She keeps nuzzling his back with her face until he adjusts himself to her, then starts to feel her small
"Are you serious?" She asks nervously.
"Uh, um... You should know that, uh... I'm not a very good boyfriend to have." She says as he leans back, with her leans in making their foreheads attached against each other.
"Don't be such a big hairy idiot." She nuzzles her nose with his. "You smell so good."
"What I mean is that what you're talking about is a... That's a whole deal and everything."
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The Fixer | H.G
Mystery / ThrillerA new resident has just arrived in Hemlock Grove, Nellie Smith. With her family, they will feel the curse of their decision to go to that city.
