Apolline laughed softly as she watched the older daughter of her nemesis rush out of a room and down the hall. They were scurrying like Spanish rats already! Or was it flies? She was sending pheramones Marisol's way when she saw her, and she also sent some Allyson's way to make her more...agreeable...to Marisol's wanting to share her gift.
Curled up to Lisa, Gabrielle was sound asleep. Allyson's entering the bedroom did nothing to disturb her. She was so deep in slumber that a trumpeting elephant wouldn't awaken her. Clinging to her wife, she was dreaming about their mighty victory over their domineering, know-it-all older sisters.