Chapter 79
Natasha cleared her throat and approached the plump Gracie with an awkward smile.
"Sorry to bother you. I thought you were someone else—my friend Gracie. Since you're not, I'll just…" She turned to leave quickly.
"Stop right there!" Plump Gracie's deep, booming voice sent a chill down Natasha's spine, freezing her mid-step. How had her voice suddenly transformed? Was this some sort of second Mrs. Bronson situation?
Natasha cautiously turned, watching as plump Gracie stomped toward her, the floor almost vibrating with every step. "What in the… earthquake?" Natasha muttered under her breath.
Plump Gracie's eye had completely changed, it wasn't like anything of when she was talking to the little boy. Once she got to where Natasha stood, she leaned closer to inspect her face, her eyes dark with something Natasha couldn't fathom.
