Strange

Anne

After my long chat with Rebecca, well, more like a story session, she had revealed to me her intentions of planning a party for Andrew, in celebration of his survival and recovery. She was going to hold it the coming weekend and had already begun making preparations.

When she left, I continued my search for Pamela. When it got obvious she wasn’t in the house, I called her phone. She picked and explained her urgency to catch up with school stuff. I felt bad that she had to leave. it was so lonely staying here. Although I had a friend in Andrew and a new one with Rebecca, nothing beats your gist mate. It was going to be tough trying to keep my promises to Rebecca. Really tough I tell you.

My tummy grumbled impatiently, reminding me that I hadn’t had breakfast yet. I quickly ran into the bath and took a hot shower, came out, threw on blue jeans and a tank top. I was feeling quite better than I did yesterday. I was still a bit tired but I knew I was on my way to recovery.

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