Page 29 of Spice's Halloween
“No, you don’t. How you treated Warden may have happened a decade ago, but we’ve long memories. You’re going to have to prove yourself. And you’ve started that with a family Christmas. They missed it but won’t admit that. Too stubborn for their owngood. Move forward with confidence, and the family will accept you,” I stated.
“Easier said than done. Even Uncle Spice holds a grudge,” Rosalea murmured, looking upset.
“Rosalea, just because the truth is out, it doesn’t excuse your actions. You need to own them and the pain you caused. Warden is desperate to put what remains of his family back together again. But the rest of us want to protect Warden from any further hurt. He’ll never forgive Pearl, and should she come to the club for help, it won’t be given. Not now we understand the extent of her lies.
“But you were both adults and chose wrongly. Because things didn’t go your way, you threw tantrums and cut us all off. Okay, you had bad information from Pearl, but girls, you knew this club and turned against them. The pain Warden, Oracle, and Undertaker felt reverberated back through the MC, and that was on top of losing Berserker far too early.
“It will take time and effort to make up for everything. Don’t expect the club to accept you straight away or even look to you. They’ll bypass you and come to me. I’ve their trust, and you haven’t. What you need to do is start earning it again. And then break your backs making sure you keep it,” I informed them.
Both girls were nodding. I understood they felt disappointed, but my words were true, and they couldn’t deny them.
“Now, I have something for us to bond over,” I said as I called for someone upstairs to come and watch the lower floor.
The girls followed me into my office and took seats.
“Halloween is coming, and look at this!” I teased as they both looked intrigued. “Have you ever used one of these?” I inquired, tapping a box.
Iona leaned forward, and her eyes went round. “Is that a Ouija board?”
“Yup.”
“And we’re doing what with it?” Rosalea asked, wide-eyed and eyeing the board with a healthy amount of respect.
“Going to the graveyard at Halloween and seeing who we can contact,” I replied with a smile.
Rosalea looked horrified. “Er, no!”
“Yes!”
Rosalea followed it up with a headshake. “Not a chance in hell, Lindy. I love you, but no. I’m not messing with Ouija.”
I glanced at Iona and smirked. Rosalea didn’t realise it, but I had them both.
“Iona?”
“That might be interesting. We could get your dad,” Iona drawled as she considered the box.
“You two do understand that the paranormal exists? The club is ample proof of that! We shouldn’t be tampering with spirits, and fuck knows what else,” Rosalea cried.
“Then stay home. I’ll go with Lindy,” Iona said.
I hid a smirk as Rosalea immediately pouted.
“Are you for real?” she demanded.
“Yes. Rosalea, let’s try. We might reach Berserker or someone else. Does the club still have a private section there?” Iona asked.
“Yes,” I confirmed.
“Then I want to try,” Iona stated.
“And what if you attract something bad?” Rosalea gasped.
“Then Lindy will know what to do,” Iona replied, and her faith touched me.
“This is a fool’s errand,” Rosalea warned.
“Rosalea, if you’re scared, fine. But I’m going to do this,” Iona stated, and that’s when Rosalea caved.