She turned it but, as she did so, the door was torn from her grasp, rough hands grabbed her, dragging her into the room and the door was slammed behin... her. She staggered into the middle of the room, fearful of what would now happen to her. Even now, was Mrs Peters lying murdered somewhere? As these thought raced through her mind she stopped and looked around the room. This was not her dining room. All around the room, draped floor to ceiling, were lengths of cloth, silk by the look of it. The. At sixteen she could easily pass for a college student in her twenties. Her family had moved into the neighborhood shortly after mine and despite our age differences we became great friends much to the dismay of her parents. Her stopping by on the way home had become a regular routine for her. She would grab a Coke from the fridge, take a smoke from my pack on the workbench and light it. Then planting her firm bottom on one of the old bar stools against the bench, we would spend ten to fifteen. More

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