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    And Then There Were None, Ch. 2

    Story written on May 22, 2005 by Foxfire.
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    The gang has been invited to a spooky mansion for a party hosted by Peggy Peabody. Or are things as they seem? Let the mystery begin…

    Mother left us a note, it appears, Helena said, holding up a sheet of paper. It says to help ourselves and wait. There are drinks and glasses in that cupboard over there.

    Alice slid into a seat. Wait for what?

    Helena shrugged. I dont know. Thats what the letter said. She offered it to Alice to inspect, who shook her head.

    Well, drinks, anyone? Carmen asked, opening the liquor cabinet to reveal several liquor and wine bottles. She touched one. Huh, thats strange.

    What is? Dana asked.

    The bottles feel chilled. As if they were only recently taken out of the refrigerator, Carmen replied, placing her hand on another bottle.

    Mother must be around here somewhere then, Helena said. Or one of the servants, perhaps.

    You have servants? Jenny asked.

    A few, Helena replied nonchalantly.

    Jenny turned to Shane. I didnt know she was that rich, she whispered, and Shane smiled.

    I wonder if I could get some water instead, Kit mused, glancing around, probably wondering where the kitchen is.

    Actually, yes. Heres a bottle of Evian, Carmen replied, holding out a bottle and smiling at Kit.

    Marina took a hesitant seat beside Jenny. Can we talk?

    Jenny glanced at her. What is there to say?

    That Im sorry. And I missed you. I love you, Marina said earnestly, reaching for Jennys hand.

    Jenny looked away, blinking back tears, as she allowed Marina to caress her hand. With a watery smile, she said, I love you, too. I just didnt understand why you didnt come back sooner.

    It was a…difficult situation, Marina said quietly, glancing up to make sure no one else was listening. Kit was watching them, and she gave Marina a smile and a quick thumbs-up before looking away. But Im here now, and Id like to try and work things out.

    Its possible, was all Jenny would say, before giving Marina a quick kiss on the cheek and getting up to assist Carmen with serving drinks. Marina sighed and watched her.

    Dana and I will both have white wine, Alice spoke up, smiling at Carmen.

    Dana glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like Tonya.

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    1. I gather, it is either a mystery weekend, but actually cooked up by Helena, to get Tina to the house, so she could get rid of Bette. Look forward to the next chapter to see where you are taking the story, please continue.

    5. Marina’s the first to get whacked? Poor M. Didn’t she just return? Well, the second victim should be HELENA. (Pssst… it was Colonel Mustard in the living room with a frying pan.)

    6. Oooo I say….. so does this mean u are gona kill everyone??? not my favorit story but u keep writting and we will see what will come!!!!

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