Chapter 4“Hello? Who just came in? Identify yourself.”
The pitch was high and the voice filled with confidence, yet there was a tinge of uneasiness surrounding the message that the untrained ear may not have discerned. Even though Karen Rivers was only forty-seven years young, she sometimes acted as if she was of the generation twenty years her senior.
“Hey mom. Just me.”
“Oh, hey sweetie.” Uneasiness was instantly replaced with relief. “I’m out on the deck.”
Ashlyn always loved returning home to her mother’s house. A three-bedroom townhouse located in Upper Stanton which was one of the suburbs of Orias, her mom must have thought she lived in a greenhouse. The home always smelled of flowers. Walking into the two-story home, the humidity would greet you before you could step bo
