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The Old Church 06

The blaze of the sun wrung pops of sweat from Sholay's forehead, yet she drew the comforter over her body.

The fragrance smell of coffee filled the room. Laura emerged with, a sartorial vision of elegant grooming in a

black striped designer blouse. The sleeves of which she had pushed up her arms and well-cut black trousers.

The jacket of a business suit lay on her arm. Carrying a teacup filled with coffee, she laid her jacket on the

back of a chair close to her dressing table.

"Sholay, wake up!" Laurel moved over and flip the comforter away from her body. She grumbled as she

became awake.

Yawning to her content "When did you get back?"

"I called but didn't pick I sent you a voice message." "Oh, that must be the network", she retrieved her phone

from her bedside table. Checking through her phone history, she couldn't find any messages or missed calls.

Well, that's strange.

She stood up grabbing the coffee and sipping from it.