“Jagger, do you think you could come help me?" Meredith yelled from the room that housed her storage materials. Tyler had set a box just a fingertip too high for her to get, and he'd left to go do a run for the club.
She had been going through everything with a fine tooth comb, only stopping to take clothes and the kids to Denise. When the trip had gone off with only a few minor speed bumps, it had reiterated to her that this was the right thing to do. She still had yet to find anything that pointed to her attacker.
“Yeah," Jagger said coming into the room. “What can I do for ya?"
“I need that box up there, Tyler put it a little too high for me to get to it," she pointed to the box in question. “Be careful," she cautioned.
“The curse is over," he pointed out as he grabbed it over his h
