Re: Courtesy lessons...
Kat was impressed rather than horrified, and it showed on her face, "Daaaaaayum, girl. You do not look a day over twenty-five." She listened as Eve explained about being turned, "You had a crush on him, snuck off for a late night bootie call, and he gave you a love bite?" She filled in the gaps, wondering if she'd gotten it right, "I can maybe see you sewing skirts, I have mad respect for anyone who can make clothes, by the way. I can sew a button, but that is about the extent of my sewing skill. But you cleaning out chicken coops? Not able to picture that so much, no."
"Well, the place I'm thinking of is abandoned. They've tried to sell it a bunch of times, but nobody stays long," Kat gave a slight shrug, "On Halloween and Friday the Thirteenth, the local kids dare each-other to sneak in there. I've been inside myself. It's actually not too shabby, I think the last family to try living there renovated it, but it really is haunted. I don't think anyone would go in there if it was occupado by a real liv- well, solid flesh and bone person, though."