The next day came too quick, both Lacey and Agnes groaning at the bright sunlight that filled the room, neither of them having got enough sleep. It was ages before either of them were prepared to leave, luckily having been assured they were free to leave and go home whenever they were up to it by the nice woman officer who called round.
"Coffee" Agnes muttered, searching for her handbag, her hair dishevelled and her clothes thrown on to Lacey's complete surprise. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen her stepmother look well human, she had always been perfectly put together before she even left the bedroom in the morning.
"Juice" Lacey said hopefully, her own hair thrown into a messy ponytail and her clothes wrinkled and scruffy.
"Let's find a cafe or diner or somewhere to
