Why, I was wondering the same thing myself. Isnt it peculiar? Helena replied, gesturing around at the empty, barely-lit foyer.

We didnt see your car here, Bette said, suddenly suspicious.

Thats because I had my driver bring me in the limo, Helena responded. I like to travel in style, she added, turning to Jenny and Carmen with a charming smile.

Bette let out a small snort, and Tina glared at her. Now, Bette, be nice to her, Tina whispered, poking Bette in the side.

Fine, Bette muttered. But that doesnt mean I have to like her, she added when Tina looked away.

This doesnt look like any party Ive ever seen, a voice said behind them.

They all whirled to see Kit and Marina standing in the doorway. Kit, who had just spoken, looked bewildered, while Marina looked slightly apprehensive.

Kit, you guys made it, Bette said, a genuine smile lighting her face as she gave her older sister a brief hug.

Baby sister, you know you cant keep me away from a good party. I dont have to drink to have fun. She glanced around, her eyes narrowed. But this doesnt look like much of a party. Are we early?

Dana glanced at her watch. No, were on time.

Marina caught Jennys eyes. Hello, Jenny, she said quietly, fighting the urge to take the young woman into her arms.

Jenny cleared her throat and looked away from Marinas piercing gaze. Hello.

Carmen glanced at Shane, question in her eyes, and mouthed, Marina? Shane nodded, and Carmens eyes widened.

Well, Mark said, stepping in to break the tension, clapping his hands together to get everyones attention. Maybe we should find our host.

Yes, lets go find Mother, shall we? Helena agreed, leading the way, pretending she didnt feel Bettes eyes boring into her back.

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Shane flipped the switch, flooding the large dining room with light. Well, this one works.

Tina wrapped her arms around herself. Its so cold in here.

Theres a fireplace. Would you like me to make a fire? Mark offered, gesturing toward the large stone fireplace.

Tina nodded, trying to keep her teeth from chattering as she gingerly took a seat in one of the chairs at the table. Bette sat beside her, pulling her close and darting occasional glances at Helena, who sat across from them.