Chapter Forty Six
Daisy
“You look much better.” Irving stood as I reentered his office three hours later. It had taken them that much time to make me presentable. All they had done, those stuffy Siren women, was prod and pull. Until I didn’t even recognise myself anymore.
I didn’t look like myself and I sure as hell didn’t feel like myself.
I felt lost and the feeling had only been getting worse. I didn’t like being by myself here. At least with Reaper I knew someone was on my side. Now I had no one.
“Thank you.” I kept my eyes downward. Like the demure young lady my parents had taught me.
God I missed them. Compared to the man in in front of me they had been positively modern in their out look on life.
“You May look at me dear granddaughter.” Rough wrinkled fingers lifted my
