Monday, July 6, 2009

PART 23

When I say rookie though, I don't mean like a burgler or a con man. I mean like a freshman with the ability to bring a twist to each game...very skillful with stealing the game or changing its direction.


Magna smiled at Peace across her kitchen table with her own mug in both hands, filled with warm tea...Kenny's tea. She knew Peace returned about ten days ago as promised, but she only got round to see her now since she returned, for the sole reason that she had been out and about trying hard to get another opening in her job.

This was Peace's third attempt at catching her at home.

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