I wasn’t quite finished with the story I was telling by the time 2025 ended and so decided to continue it until it reached an ending point. Then I will start a new one. Besides, I kind of want to see where Penelope ends up. And so we have…
Day 229: No one would be expecting her to be running around and with the tracking device now out of her arm, Penelope was rethinking her activities anyway.
No one would be expecting her to be running around and with the tracking device now out of her arm, Penelope was rethinking her activities anyway. If the small object was indeed a tracking device then she would be monitored.
‘After all, why have a tracking device if you aren’t tracking the thing moving about?’
When going to Mrs. Merriweather’s, or Aunt Lenore’s as she was told to think of her, Penelope planned to take the little thing with her. She figured if it was a tracking device it could still track her if she had it on her person. ‘And if I tell her and she thinks it should be destroyed then it will be destroyed at her place and maybe they won’t think I used my magic to find it.’
If she had to, Penelope could keep it in a small jar near her until it was no longer needed. She suspected that if she destroyed the tracker then Agent Michaelson, or the others who implanted it, would find more onerous ways to follow her.
‘And a small tracking device is not a bad thing,’ she thought. It was, at the moment, better than an actual person. A person might notice that she wasn’t adverse to using her left hand any more. They might think she was healing more rapidly than expected. While she was certain the government could find a use for rapidly growing plants, she didn’t think it would be often or terribly onerous. If they thought she had the ability to heal broken bones in a few minutes instead of weeks then she suspected they would become far more interested in her.
‘Especially if everyone else says it can’t be done.’
Penelope frowned as a new thought hit her. ‘What if they are saying it can’t be done because they don’t want to draw that kind of attention either?’
She nodded slowly. That made a lot more sense than no one realizing something could be done. She thought of Emily’s clothing and while she wasn’t an expert she knew they were in fashion at least a few generations back. ‘If someone managed to figure it out then, someone else probably tried and figured it out as well.’ While Emily might have been a maverick in her social set, figuring out the process involved basic logic and Penelope was certain someone would have tried it.
‘So hidden on purpose,’ she decided. It oddly made her feel a little bit better.
She thought about the tracker. ‘I’ll tell Lenore when I visit, but not destroy it unless she really has a good argument,’ Penelope decided. ‘Then I can keep the tracker on me without wondering if someone is coming looking while I pretend to heal. I can hole up, practice, get to know the house and limit my outside time to the grocery store.’
With most of her friends out of the city at the moment she had no gatherings to attend and no one to really visit. With Trinity on the rampage until the monetary issues were settled spending time in public places would just invite opportunities for people she didn’t particularly like to seek gossip.
‘And if Trinity knows of the invitation, others will a well,’ Penelope thought. She didn’t want to deal with those who might want to be her friend now that her social status might be elevating.
‘So not going many places.’ Penelope nodded again, pleased with her decision. ‘I can figure out what to do with the tracker after I am officially healed.’
Mind settled on the tracker, Penelope began making a list of the things she might want to study while she was pretending to heal.
Ten til Midnight 