Penny changed and swept a brush through her tangle of hair, then crept downstairs to leave a note for Susan next to the coffee pot, which she regarded longingly before creeping back upstairs. She stepped through the door into Aurora Hollow five minutes later.
Katie had laid the half-dozen ash sticks on a large rock near the fire pit, next to the assortment of crystals they’d selected. A small toolbox was open in her lap.
She met Penny’s questioning look with a wide, wicked grin.
“My dad’s,” she said. “If he knew I had it, he’d be so pissed.”
She paused for a second, perhaps to take some undiluted joy in the knowledge, then opened the box and pulled out an assortment of drill bits.
“She’s crazed,” Zoe said matter-of-factly. “I’m just going to stand back and watch.”
“Oh no, you are
