Private Finished An Unofficial Visit

"Don't forget to put your things away before going to bed, okay?" Celeste said to Shale, ruffling his hair lovingly and giving the top of his head a quick kiss. "And no sneaking out tonight either, okay, promise me?" she said, regarding him now very seriously, not wanting him to slip out after she had gone to bed. Celeste knew that Shale sometimes went out for a walk at night, but with all the weird stuff going on lately, she had put her foot down about going out after dark and by himself.

When Shale promised he would stay in, Celeste smiled at him, gave him a quick hug, and left, closing his bedroom door after her. As soon as she shut the door though, she heard Shale turn on the music loudly in his room, and had to smile. Teenagers.

Heading down the stairs in bare feet, a fitted t-shirt and jeans, Celeste stopped to make sure the front door was locked, and then went to the kitchen, opened a bottle of wine and poured herself a glass of wine before heading into the front room to curl up on the sofa with a book, a murder mystery from a well-known author living on the island.

@Kada

Turning the page of her book, Celeste took a sip of her wine, a very nice Bordeaux that her niece had given her as part of her housewarming gifts. Hearing a knock at the front door, Celeste looked at the time. It was a little after nine. Late, but not super late. She wondered who it could be. Placing her glass on the table, she set her book on the sofa and wandered over to the front door. Peeking through the window first. There she saw the outline of a man standing there lit by the porch light, gazing curiously at him, she noticed the red hair and found herself smiling.

"One moment..." Celeste called out as she hurried over to unlock the front door and opening it wide. "Officer Roldan, I mean Drakenhardt." she said with a smile as she gazed at him wondering what he was doing at her front door at this hour, "Is everything okay?" she added as she glanced around just to be sure.

@Kada

Celeste smiled at that, briefly looking over the officer, who was now in jeans and a t-shirt, and found herself nodding towards the house, "Why not come in for a bit? Roldan, was it?" she said standing aside and gesturing for him to come inside.

"I was just reading and enjoying a glass of wine. As you can hear, Shale is upstairs," she grinned as the music thumped in the background. "Oh, and please, call me Celeste, only my students or their parents call me, Miss Forestier." she said with a smile.

Celeste shut the door behind Roldan, and walked into the kitchen living room area. "I have been well, uneasy still if I'm honest, but a little better than I was before I talked to you and Officer Genovese..." she told him as she walked over and picked up her wine glass of the coffee table.

"Sometimes though, I still think I hear things at night, somewhere outside or near the wooded area in the backyard, but, that's probably just me acting a little bit paranoid," she confessed, taking a small sip of her wine and looking at Roldan thoughtfully, "Can I get you a glass of wine, or I can make you some tea if you prefer?" she offered, remembering the last time he had visited.

Opening a kitchen cupboard, Celeste got a wine glass down, inspected it to make sure it was clean - Shale often did the dishes - and sometimes things weren't as clean as they should be. Satisfied the glass was clean, Celeste poured Roldan a glass of red wine. Walking over to where he was sitting, she handed him the glass and stepped back to curl herself comfortably into the armchair across from him, her own wine glass in hand as she did so.

"Believe it or not, I teach Home Economics," Celeste said with a wide grin at his question, "which I know is somewhat ironic on an island where half of the students can basically just wave a hand and a soufflé appears out of mid-air."