The girls made it to Colorado, Misty directed Anabel where to drive. There was a hidden town in the middle of nowhere after they drove through Woodland Park. Anabel pulled the car into a spot; both girls stepped out of the vehicle.
Both girls turned to the voice. “Misty Simpson?” a man called walking down the stairs.
Misty waved at him, “yes.” The man walked over to Misty hugging her first, and then he hugged Anabel. “I am Adam.” He said looking at them.
“Michael is waiting, he knows all about this stuff.” He said as they walked up the stairs and into the building. Anabel looked at the paintings on the walls, she felt familiar with this place, but she knew she’d never been here.
Anabel looked around the room; there was a couch and
