This is crazy! Absolutely nuts, Harlow mentally screamed, but she didn't bother to voice her concerns.
How did she ever let Maura talk her into casting a spell to suppress her emotions? She would never understand. Yet as Harlow shimmied her way through the small basement window of her childhood home, she knew it was too late to turn back. Narrowly avoiding falling on her head, Harlow tumbled onto the cement floor.
"Ouch!" She exclaimed.
The breaking-in wouldn't have been necessary if she hadn't given her parents her keys. Nonetheless, she had managed to get inside, and with her parents gone running the store, they would have plenty of time to rummage through her mother's belongings. Harlow hurried to climb the stairs to let Maura inside. With her stitches, it was safer if she didn't
