Scarlett let out a deep breath, she was not looking forward to this. But she had to, for her, for Elisabeth and Hettie. She stood in front of the small house and looked up at the faded redwood panels. They needed to be tightened and painted again, she made a mental note of asking Greyson or Jaxen if there was anyone that could help Elisabeth with the upkeep. She took heavy strides over the two steps leading up to her front door. They creaked underneath her feet and she felt bad for not noticing before. She knocked on Elisabeth’s door and a little while after it opened up. Behind the door revealed a petite woman, she had seemed so tall and fit before, but now she look like she had shrunk or like a balloon that had deflated. She looked hollow and empty, even her eyes were bland. Her lips loo
