I stared at those eyes, with a look of terror on my face. She mirrored my actions, only she seemed much more composed. I couldn't believe it. Satan's kid sister was standing at my front door! We continued to stare, and I muttered the only word I could seem to get out.
"Ashlyn."
After a minute or so, her shocked expression, turned into a sly smirk. She came closer to the door, her brown and beige zebra stripped roll along in tow, and a matching hand bag to go with it.
"You..." I pointed at her accusingly and she sighed. "You knew about this. Didn't you?" She shrugged.
"No. Not particularly," she said, brushing past me and letting herself in. "but now that I do, I'll admit. These next few days will be a blast." She turned back slightly to face me. The left corner of her mouth raising up
