“Bye!” said Nick, who was already establishing his cheerfulness level for the day.
Zach opened the door, made a vague hand motion that might, if one was very generous, be called a wave, and left. Mike and Nick stared at the closed door for a moment, not because it did something strange, but because it didn’t do anything strange and remained unlocked as it was suppose to do under this sort of circumstances.
There were many mysteries in the world, and the number was still climbing with a certainty and skill that could put a mountain goat to shame.
“Where did she go?” Nick finally asked, as he climbed to his feet and checked the time. It was around
“Hell if I know,” said Mike, looking at his watch in turn. “Who is she?”
Nick sighed. “Hell if I know.”
1 comment:
the shortness. it hurts.
BUTIGETTOCOLORPICTURES.
yay.
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