Elle
It didn’t take long to get back to the house. When we walked in, Ginny was sitting calmly beside her mother and another older looking lady. They all smiled at me; Ginny’s a little extra bright as she fought to contain her excitement at seeing me. I was shocked she wasn’t bouncing off the walls. Her fingers were tightly locked together, and I could see the tension whiten her knuckles.
“Elle!” Ginny yelled out, making Patricia and I’m assuming Elder Miriam jump. Ginny forced herself to stand and walk calmly over to me. I had never seen her move this slow and it was little off putting. I figured she was trying her best to be appropriate with now two elders in the house.
“Hey Gin,” I said and hugged her.
“You didn’t come for breakfast and I was worried about you, where’
