Nova
Everlyn and I stared after the strange woman who rudely grabbed stuff out of Everlyn’s hand and ran out of the restaurant. I caught a familiar scent when she ran, but she was gone too fast before I could think of why it was familiar. I looked down at the floor and saw a little black tube by my foot. I tried to bend down to pick it up, but Everlyn started fussing at me.
“Nova! What are you doing?” she gasped and quickly snatched the object I was reaching for and helped me straighten up. “You can’t bend like that.”
“I was just trying to pick that up,” I said. “What is it?”
“I don’t know,” she said looking at the little black tube. “Looks like lipstick.”
She pulled the cap off to reveal a little white ball covered in something. It was some kind of roll-on perfume. I sniffed it but c
