“Well, I suppose we should go through everything here.”
“Yes . . . just one thing though.”
“What’s that?”
“The look of these walls!” Therese exclaimed. “It’s like blood is running down them. It gives me the creeps.” She shuddered. “What do you say we do this tomorrow—when we can let some real light into this place?”
Basha grinned. “Agreed.”
“You know, on second thought, maybe we should leave things here as they are for now. Then if—when—Mara comes back, she might take another look.”
“That works for me.”
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