Emma didn’t want sweet Darla to have to talk to her aunt, but neither did she want to talk to Mildred herself.
“Better not to argue with her.” Serenity held out her hand for the young girl to take. “She’ll just do what she wants whether you want her to or not.”
“All right,” Emma finally said, standing and slipping on her coat. She took Serenity’s hand and allowed her to lead her towards the door. She looked back at Darla just as they began to step out into the cold air. “Don’t go in, Darla,” she said attempting to keep the worry from her voice, “to my aunt’s house I mean. Don’t go inside, okay?”
“You don’t worry about me, honey; I’ve dealt with the likes of Mildred Jones before. You just go on and have fun with Serenity, and I’ll see you girls tonight.”
Raphael suddenly appeared next
