Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Late

"Good choice," nodded Nora, then saw her bagel on the table. "Oh, crap, I'm late! Have to go! Bye!" she called over her shoulder, running out the door.

Ranna watched her go, then looked back down at the pad of paper in her hands.

"Anything to drink?" she asked routinely.

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