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Little One

HAZEL-

A loud thud reverberates throughout the room. I'm jolted awake as I hear peals of lively laughter.

Utterly miffed by the supposed ruckus emanating in from the corridor, I groan while shifting to find a more comfortable position in my bed-Wait! What?!

Flashes of the events about last night, crash against me like a powerful tsunami wave.

In a fraction of a second, I spring up into a seated position.

Eying my surroundings, I recognize I'm in Rachael's guest bedroom.

My escape from Yasir and Hamdard!

The gunfight and violence!

It was all real! Not a fragment of my imagination!

My eyes nervously flicker towards the bedside table clock-12:15 pm!

OH MY ALLAH!!

I have missed my obligatory morning prayer. Another disappointed groan escapes my lips.

I slide out of the comfy bed and plunge my aching feet into the soothing plush carpet.

I can't help but wince from my soar muscles when I stand upright and lift a leg to walk.

Exactly how much time did I spend running around last night?

Oh ma
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