THREE
The continuous playback of the voodoo priestess’ glowing green eyes, and loud rhythmic drumming, brought on a restless night of sleep for Marie. She decided to take a quick shower and go through the package of pictures her mother sent. Her stomach growled as she started the small coffee pot in their room.
Quietly opening the box, she heard footsteps behind her and, she turned and smiled. “Good morning. I was trying to stay as quiet as possible. Sorry if I woke you.”
“You didn’t wake me, the coffee did.” Cory sat down on the floor next to Marie. “Besides, it’s very lonely when you’re not in bed with me.”
Marie grinned. “I’m beginning to grow on you, aren’t I? Even with all of my special abilities? I can’t believe you’re still around.”
Cory brushed a strand of hair back from her f
