They were still being weird and then Damon burst out laughing, Then I started to get upset. Silva waved him off and pointed to the cups, he gestured me to drink from one of the cups. I got one and sipped a little, I could taste that it was coffee with cinnamon. Well, more cream might make it less bitter spice flavored, but I don't want to say anything. I look back at them and my face must have said something different.

"What is that look for?" Damon tried to hold back a laugh.

"I just don't like coffee without cream and sugar but thank you guys," I say remembering my manners.

"I know it is too early to call me a dad, but I would love to train with you," Silva says.

I looked at him unsure what to say, so I just drank my drink in silence. Silva clears his throat and looks very unsure about what to say continuing a conversation. So I throw him a bone and asked "How am I supposed to see you like my father?".

He looked shocked I'm like this now, "It isn't like I'm forcing you to stay here" he says.

"I just don't understand why I'm here, I just want to know," I say losing the rage at my core.

"you aren't going to like what I have to say," Silva says fearing any more fight from me.

"I just have one thing I'm curious about, what kind of training do you have in mind?" I say relax my body.

I put down the cup and wait for the answer through the silence. I'm very impatient, so when he said "Necromancy Training". I burst out laughing and look at them like this is some joke, but no one else is laughing. So that shut me up fast, now the silence is unbearable to deal with in a strange town. Am I really a necromancer? that seems very cool, but what if I fail at it.

"you'll never know your skill until you try, so please let me help you," Silva says.

"Is it going to be difficult?" saying out loud seemed foolish now.

Silva smiled at me and held Damon's hand on his shoulder. "It might be hard at first, but I'm sure you can handle it and we will start later. Eat your breakfast now before it gets too cold" said Silva.

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I did eat two smaller Cinnamon rolls, but the coffee was ice cold and left a weird taste on my tongue. Then I went to my room, so I could look at what I have to work within this lifetime. I see a few clothes I could fit in, but others I could never fit in. I choose a comfy combo and went to the bathroom on the second floor.

Then I put on the sweat pants and tank top, thankfully I was able to shave my pits so they weren't bushy. Just in case I see Shay, but I don't have her address or schedule, and what if last night was fake. As usual, I'm doubting things I've seen and experienced, but just trying to figure out what to do. I went downstairs dried my hair and try talking to the guys, I need to learn about the training first off. How hard could Necromancy be? If only I wasn't a novice at the stuff and this is new to try.

They didn't want to train that day, so when my hair was dry we went to the bakery. Then helped me to understand the business and they gave me an apron so we could bake together. I felt better in this normality and Damon put my hair up, so I didn't look like a mess. That is what happens when you have crazy curls, I helped with customers and they were a very good variety of people. They all dressed however they liked and they were happy "Silva's girl" came home.

Then I was sweeping up crumb messes everywhere on the floor and wiped down tables. Then I saw a woman, she looked like she was a bit stuck up and like she was looking for someone. She was outside of the window to the bakery and scowling in like she was judging the place. Then left and I was confused about who she might be, but I kept it to myself for right now.

I went to the back and Silva smiled at me "all cleaned up in the front?"

"yeah, so anything else I can do?" I say ignoring the event in the front.

"Well you could look around town and remember your new surroundings," Silva said.

I smile and take off my apron putting it on the hook in the back room. Then I left to go around town and Hollow Creek was a pretty nice town with the occasional ghost passing by me. I stopped by the police station in hopes to see Shay, but I could just be visiting. I walked in looking around at first, then went to the front desk and the woman smiled at my arrival.

"you must be Ginger, I'm Officer Blue and I suppose you might want the uniform that was custom made for you".

"Oh thanks, What uniform by the way?" I say unsure of what she meant.

"Well your father was supposed to inform you of our town's customs for magic wielders," Officer Blue told me.

Maybe she was feeling awkward too about all the information, but I soldiered on with wandering. I can ask Silva about it some other time, right now I want to see my long-lost Girlfriend. She has some things to explain to me after three years of being gone from me.