Chapter 22

Evelyn s POV Looking around, I find we are in what appears to be a little studio. The smell of incense hung strong in the air; beaded curtains covered a door leading somewhere. Tie-dyed bedspread and rugs, it is a very artsy looking room. "What did you do?" I ask, wondering how we appeared from thin air from one place to another. "We misted, or as you humans like to say, teleported," Amara says like it was no big deal. She walks over to a dresser, pulling some clothes out before handing them to me. Taking the shirt off, I quickly pull the track pants on and singlet. Amara watching me the entire time I get changed, making me feel self-conscious. "You have lovely breasts," she comments, making me feel awkward. "Thanks" I say, looking away from her and her awkward remark. "Where are we?" "My parent s house. They turned the back room of the shed into a studio for me," she answers before sitting on her bed. I s