This chapter is dedicated to Misty_Fisher. Hey Misty, thanks for the golden ticket hun. I love you! ᕙ (° ~ ° ~)
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Penny has spent a full week in her father's mansion doing nothing. She was tired of the endless shopping, the gifts, and everything they gave her.
She missed the Adkins mansion, the lab, and most especially, Osvaldo. She wondered how he was doing now.
Was he still mad that she had chosen to stay behind?
That day, he didn't even want to look at her. It's almost like Osvaldo had become a completely different person.
She had wanted to scold him, nit she was too terrified to. That wasn't one of his silly plays, that was murder. He had almost killed an innocent man.
Penny sighed.
She should have called. But Osvaldo did have a cellphone and she had nothing to say even if she called.
Have you eaten?
That would be the most awkward thing to say, knowing he has Grandpa Darlington, Hughes, and Barnaby.
