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    Haunted – (Chapter: Chapter Three)

    I see that the time has arrived for me to start my way over to the venue tonight. I gather my belongings and walk to the door.

     

    My cat appears before me and I smile. “It’s time for me to go. Wish me luck.” I bend down and run my fingers over my cat’s fur. He purrs in response and I keep smiling.

     

    I head down the stairs and walk outside to find my driver waiting for me. He helps me load my guitar case inside the town car and opens the door for me.

     

    I slip inside the car and wait for him to sit down as well. He closes his door and looks back towards me.

     

    “Where to Miss Davies?” He politely asks.

     

    “Midnight Towers please.” I say quietly.

     

    “Yes Miss Davies.” He pulls away from the curb and we begin our ride.

     

    I look out my window and watch the lights of the buildings move past quickly. I watch the people randomly hugging, kissing, talking and walking. They seem to have no care in the world and I envy them.

     

    *******

     

    “Miss Ashley…Miss Ashley do wake up.” Alice says with much concern in her voice.

     

    I slowly open my eyes and see that I am lying in my room. They must have carried me up here after I had fainted. I have no idea how I could have reacted in such an extreme fashion.

     

    “You child wake up. You have embarrassed your family in front of all of our guests.” My mothers says coldly and harshly.

     

    “I apologize mother.” I say timidly as she cowers above me.

     

    “That is the least you may do. I want you downstairs before our guests begin to leave to apologize for your rude behavior.” She turns and walks out my bedroom door.

     

    “Yes mother.” I say to the door where my mother just left.

     

    “Oh poor sweet child.” Alice says hugging me close. “I was so worried about you.”

     

    I take the time to enjoy the motherly embrace that I can only receive from my nanny rather than my mother. I do not think my mother is capable of such affection.

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