Jane stared out the window as they drove toward her childhood home. With each mile, she became more and more nervous. She knew Alex wasn't worried about meeting her family, but he'd never met Aunt Demetria.
She was her mother's sister, and younger by three years, but more eccentric and ... strange. Aunt Demetria loved crystals and fortunes. She always seemed as if she knew more than she said about everyone. She believed in ghosts and the other side. It creeped Jane out most of the time, but now especially, since she knew there was more to the world than she originally believed.
She didn't want Aunt Demetria to get suspicious of Alex and dig deep into his family. She was protective since Jane had no mother to do so for her.
"Your heart is beating really fast over there, Jane. Are you sur
