Chapter Twelve: Heart of Gold - Jennifer

“Someone looks entertained,” suddenly announces Nare, yanking me back into the here and now.

“Huh?” I ask, focusing my attention on her as she sits down in front of me in the packhouse dining hall.

“You’re sitting here giggling with scrambled egg just hanging from your fork,” she chuckles, “So, spill. What’s so funny?” She asks while digging into her eggs benedict.

“Maggie called Landry into work early this morning to help with cleaning the guest house. Poor Landry is trying not to be sick because it seems some people were very intimate and very messy in one of the rooms, and Landry has to clean it and the smell is making him ill. I feel sorry for him, but feeling and seeing how grossed out he is, is making me laugh,” I say with a giggle.

“That’s because it’s hilarious,” Beatrix says with a tired chuckle.

“All that rolling around and laughing took it out of you,” I tease.

“It was worth it,” she says with a yawn. I can’t help but be a bit concerned. I’ve never seen Beatrix so low