Chapter Sixteen
Jessica stayed at her parents’ house for a little while enjoying more cookies, making small talk with her father, and trading knowing glances with her mother whenever he couldn’t figure out what they were laughing about.
Being around them felt good, like old times before her life became so complicated. She almost wanted to stay and even missed her old bedroom. Then she thought about Frank and knew she had to leave. He was, after all, her imp. That made him her responsibility.
“Are you sure you don’t want to sleep here?” Theresa asked.
“I would, but I have to check on…” Her voice trailed off and she gave her mother a meaningful look.
Theresa nodded. “On something familiar?”
Jessica nodded. While her father had been out of the room, she had quickly filled Theresa in on
