All Chapters of My spooky world: Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

Everything Gina did this afternoon ... ... heard it made her think. She sat on the bench in the Bürgerpark for a while before the moisture penetrated her coat and became cool. But already in this short time she realized that the Reverend had evaded her question. Why is everyone suggesting that there are illegal games of chance in the nine-armed Kraken, and when you ask them specifically, they don't give a correct answer? She got up energetically, stamped her feet on the ground a few times, whether out of sudden anger or because of her cold feet, she didn't care at the moment. She vowed that she would be very careful for the next few days to see if any prohibited things happened in the nine-armed octopus.But now she first had to deal with the present. Her new home at the harbor was still hidden deep in the fog, while her current location was a much friendlier sight. And since she was in no hurry, she decided to g

She could see the shock on his face that he had done something he had been forbidden He stood there with his eyes fixed on the street again, offering such a picture of despair that Gina had to hold back so as not to hug him, he looked with his maybe twenty-five ninety years like a little five-year-old boy caught doing something."I won't say anything!" She whispered. And as if they had made a pact, a faint smile stole onto his face. Then he turned around abruptly, continued his work and Gina stepped through the side door into the house.It was meanwhile dinner time, when Gina had kicked the dirt off her feet and opened the kitchen door. Mrs. Drake whirled around between her pots and pans again and only hastily offered Gina a plate of soup, which she gladly accepted and carried upstairs.Once there, she did exactly what she had planned: she sat down in front of the blazing fire, spooned her soup and thought, trying to be aware of what had happened in the past wee

Throughout the house ... ... it had become much more homely. Every evening the candles were lit, the pile of wood for the fireplace in the dining room was enlarged to drive away the increasing cold and the coal stove for the dining room was heated by Francis. It got comfortably warm in the whole house. More and more guests ordered a punch or hot grog instead of the evening beer and the spicy scents contributed to a pleasant pre-Christmas mood for everyone.In addition, the Drakes made their young employees more and more like family, and Gina was much less worried that she would not survive the probationary period.However, with the best will in the world, she did not succeed in catching Francis in an unobserved minute. Mrs. Drake persisted in isolating her son from the outside world and from Gina.In contrast to her, the long-established guests were used to his silence, at any rate during the whole time