POV: S. A. Fletcher
I sucked in a terrified breath. The woman who had spoken was a ghost. A ghost! And she was coming towards us!
"Ah, Jenny," Jackaby said, as though this were normal. "This is Siena la Ariel Fletcher."
The spectral lady looked at me. "How'd you meet Jackaby?"
"Well, I sort of ran into him," I said, trying to keep calm.
Jenny gave Jackaby a cheeky smile. "Jackaby, were you paying attention to where you were going?"
Jackaby shuffled his feet. "Ah, well, no."
"And you, Miss Fletcher?"
"No...," I said, blushing deeply.
"Hmm!" Jenny said. "The usual. Now, Siena, what has made Jackaby take you in?"
"Well, I don't really know, actually—" I started, but then my vision tunneled and I shrieked in surprise at the sight of the creature clinging to my skirts.
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His Little Doe
FanficSiena la Ariel Fletcher, the English daughter of a duke and duchess, runs away from home. She comes to New Fiddleham, America. And she meets quite the...peculiar man. He calls himself R. F. Jackaby. He's an investigator, but...for the abnormal. The...