I woke up in the same tent that I have been spending the last few days in, and here I was hoping this part was some kind of horrid dream.
Well, no need to wish for the royal palace, I thought. You got work to do.
I did the whole get dress and eat dance than drove into town to pay out of my small budget to keep the car a little more, I was staying here a little longer than expected. And soon I might have to start looking for ways to get some cash, I wonder if the Kwik-E-Mart is still open?
But I digress, at the moment after the car was payed off I went to the university to see how the progress of that note book is going. But there is one thing I didn't want to hear.
"It's going to take a little more time," Terri said. "I'm sorry Mags, but Sherri said that it didn't make any sense until she learn that if she took the first letter of each word it made a new word."
I just stood there, trying not to let my mouth drop open as I stared at her. I bet she sense something was wrong as she gave me a sympatric look and said.
"Is there something wrong?"
"I'm sorry, I'm just running a little low on funds to pay for a car and food plus I'm also running out of clean clothes."
"Are you looking for a hand with that?"
I looked down and playfully pouted, "maybe."
"Okay, maybe I can help you out. I need a maid to help out," Terri said. "Interested?"
I thought about it, I wasn't wouldn't make a good maid but I guess Terri might knew that. "I'll try my best," I said. "Just don't expect me to wear a French maid outfit."
"I'll show you where I live after work," Terri said. "In the mean time feel free to look around the library."
"Thanks," I said before going back to the occult section. It seems Ralf wasn't working today, which I'm not complaining. I felt like there was something missing from my search, there was a missing piece from the Jabber family. Or maybe it's the devil child.
Devil child? I thought for a moment, it was mention in the small footnote about the Jabbers that they were rumoured to be driven out of Scotland for a form of devil worship. Going back to the start I began to look for things relating to the devil, demons and evil spirits. I came up with seven total books, taking each of them to a small table in the reading area I began to read.
When Terri tapped on my shoulder I had lost all track of time, I was on the last book and it was night out. "I'm sorry, I just got too involved with these books."
"That's okay," Terri smiled as she took a seat. "I do that some times."
"Well," I started. "I've learn something about what I need to know from these books, something very important."
"That's good," Terri said. "You can tell me on the way home, so do you want to go in my car, your car or follow me?"
"Uh, maybe take my car but aren't you worried about your car?"
Terri shrugged, "it's a piece of junk and I doubt anyone would even touch it."
"Let me put these back into place and we can leave," I said as I gathered up the books. But Terri stopped me.
"That's alright, it keeps Ralf busy sometimes," she said. "So, let's get going."
On the drive over to her home, which is a quaint two story house on a small street, I told her the whole story of what I am doing. I don't know if she thinks I am insane or just determan to prove my mother wasn't such a horrid woman.
Terri showed me the guestroom where I would be staying, all I had to do is clean and cook once in a while which are pretty simple jobs for me.
In the morning I could start but at the moment I was tired, slipping into bed I slowly fell asleep.
Terri told me tomorrow the book would be ready, and than I could finally find out what was so important that it had to be encoded in French.
Tomorrow I will learn what drove my mother insane.