After my breakfast, I took out the devil's dung and have a closer look at it. They are black small balls like the seedlings of plants and are also dried. I remember the woman said to grind it into power and rub a little on me all the time.
I jiggle the little bottle as I walked downstairs to the kitchen. The coffee grinder should do a fine job of crushing it to power.
When I passed by the living room, from the corner of my eyes I caught the sight of Hanna serving a lady dressed in pink leisurely sitting on the sofa sipping from a cup.
[Are there people living in here that I happen to miss, or is she a stranger.]
I paused and observed them. I can only see the back of the lady's head as she wasn't facing me. Hanna seemed quite familiar with her, is she another member of the family?
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!