Chapter 11: What Are You Doing?

Sally stood in the guest room, tossing Miss Celia's things out one by one. She walked to the vanity and picked up a box Miss Celia had left on the tabletop. Curling her lip, she flipped it open and found several bottles and jars inside, none of them bearing any brand logo. Each one had English words printed on it. Because she had seen plenty of products at Serena Cutmore's and Miss Chloe's, Sally could barely make out a few terms: toner, face cream, serum. The rest might as well have been gibberish. She...