#kadenlangley

[damienxsheppard]

[pm] Hey, thanks for the help with the pies the other week. Finally finished all the orders so I won't be buying the town out of flour anymore. Sorry about the mushrooms and the pranks Ari pulled. I should have expected something from her.

[pm] Glad you're all caught up. Maybe you can put a pause on the cooking hobby and take up knitting now, but if you have to make scarves for the whole town - I'm out. Have you talk to... that little brat hasn't been messa I wonder what the fuck she's... no nevermind. Yeah I'm pretty sure it was her, always up to trouble that one. Manage to keep out of trouble yourself, or did you have to egg someone who gave your pie a bad review? @chasseurdeloup

[damienxsheppard]

@https://chasseurdeloup.tumblr.com/

It's a pretty good bar. I usually end up there to see the football matches. Sheppard's pie's not bad. And the beer selection is decent, too.

[pm] Not a huge football fan. Is it some sort of sports bar or just some place with a tv? Honestly, the drinks would be the appeal for me. 

[harper-biancardi-blog]

By the Book | Harper + Kaden |

It had been a few hours, but time moved more slowly for Harper when she was working. She had spread her materials out on an entire table in the library: occult dictionaries, ritual dissertations, ancient calendars. Everything she could find to try to solve the mystery of the baby born with organs on the outside.

Harper knew it wasn’t medical, she just knew it. It was too much of a coincidence and in her line of work, there was just no such thing. It had happened near sunrise the day the sky had been blood red, the day the writing on the sidewalk appeared. She was already working on the writing with her new partner, but she had the firm belief that in order to understand this mystery, she needed all the pieces.

Because something was coming. Something big.

In front of her, other than the pages of notes she had taken on the subject, was one book in particular: Woman Possessed. It was a book of essays written by others ranging from fellow exorcists to scientific doctors who dabbled in the occult. It was ridiculous, but she had to try something. She couldn’t just sit around and wait for an answer to fall out of the sky.

She was opened to the section about pregnancy and birth defects, furiously scribbling down notes, thoughts, anything that could help, brows furrowed in absolute concentration. When Harper got like this, she was lost to the world.