"Ginger Snaps 4: Heavenless"
28. Transitional
Once they were on the road, she decided to probe Ghost.
"So, where did you go with Brigitte when you escaped last time?"
"Barbara's home. I had nowhere else to go."
"I see."
But that wasn't it, and she could tell. Ghost's leap from just a friendly talk to a discussion of the Curse to asking her to spring her free had been a little too hasty.
"So what did you do last time?" she asked, checking the rear view mirror. Nothing. She rolled the window down to sniff the air, perchance to catch something.
"Sleepover. My first proper sleepover."
The razor-sharp air of the Ontario cold and the damp, soft smell of snow filled her nostrils, but nothing else.
"Your first? Why?"
"She was alone in her castle, no friends and no family to speak of, but many enemies with whom to contend."
She didn't even pretend to have understood. What Doc Murphy had said was an understatement, clearly. Ghost didn't seem to have any boundary between reality and fiction.
For half an hour or so, the hum of the engine was the only sound in the car. She periodically rolled the window down to smell the air. Nothing yet.
"So, what do you want to do with this Monster?" Ghost asked.
"I told you, I want to help her."
"How?"
"I have a cure."
"But her cure wasn't a cure."
"Her cure was the wrong kind. If she knew what I know, she could have saved herself..."
"What's your plan? I mean, in the comics and everything, the hero always has a plan, and it works."
"My plan is, you'll help me find Barbara's home. If she's after you, she'll find us there, and once she does, well... we'll see."
"This is going to be so much fun!" Ghost said, smiling widely.
Holding onto the wheel, she shivered at the sight.
