Maybe... Baby...

~Imogene~

I knew I’d forgotten something the moment I left the house. I couldn’t figure it out until I got halfway to the packhouse and had to head back. I try not to ever travel without my talisman, but I forgot today. People may not know where I am, but I still need to stay vigilant.

I place my hand on the knob, and it turned, already unlocked. I swear I locked the door when I left. I don’t tend to leave doors easily accessible. I look back at Paul, but he’s as spaced out as he should be, so that I won’t get any answers there.

I slowly turn the knob, allowing the door to swing open on its own. I take a few steps inside and stop. The air is disturbed; someone has been here. I know I told those dogs never to enter this home. I don’t want any cleaning done or anything. I have a feeling that isn’t what I’m dealing with, though.

I slowly walk through the house, looking around. Nothing looks disturbed, so that’s something. I head up the stairs, but there are no doors open or anything.