CHAPTER 39

SUSAN

Susan sat near the window as she painted a woman, a wolf woman in red hair , this was quite different from everything she had painted , the feeling ,the aura she was getting was so strong that morning as though the woman was right there with them.

One thing about Susan was when she painted this way, when she painted so lost in her zone ,she was usually carried away and lost in the moment , most of the children in the foster home had seen her in this way and had ran to the Nuns thinking she was possessed and under a demonic attack.

The aura she had created was a telekinetic wave of energy all around her ,a wave of heavy wind that made all object around her float in midair.

So as she painted with all energy the wave radiated all around her in the room and went out of the window to the entire trees ,leaves , and everything around felt the elevating energy .

The wind whistled back past the stairs and the hall way . Claire couldn't still believe a werewolf was right there wi