~DIANA~
“You’re more clever than I thought and you're quick-witted than I thought,” Maxine said, giving me a sly smile.
I blinked at her, confused. “What do you mean?”
She raised a brow. “I mean what I said. You handled this better than I expected. I thought you’d freeze or start crying if I told you the actual reason why I wanted to burn all your old clothes. That’s why I acted like this. To make you less scared. But you didn’t. The truth is we need to burn all your old clothes.”
My eyes widened. “Burn them all?”
She nodded seriously. “Yes. All of them. That’s the only way to get rid of the bad energy that must have soaked into them from your body. And,” she paused for dramatic effect, “I also don’t want you to be tempted to wear any of your grandma-looking clothes again.”
I laughed
