We were lying there holding each other when the phone rang. I looked over and the phone was on the nightstand on my side of the bed.
"You want me to get it?" I asked.
She nodded and snuggled against my chest again.
I picked up the receiver, "Miss Jordan's residence. Randolph the butler speaking. How may I help you?"
Rebecca giggled as a weak voice on the other end said, "Mr. Randolph?"
"Yeah?" I asked as I kissed the top of Rebecca's head.
"It's Jeffrey Miller."
"Hey, Mr. Miller. How's Blaze... I mean Susan?"
"She's... she's dead, Mr. Randolph."
Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago
OMG! I didn't see that coming. Wow, that puts the cat among the pigeons! I wS lulled into thinking things were going well.
Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago
Better watch out Mr Landolph; your new broad could be next!
Christopher almost 8 years ago
Thank you both for reading.