Chapter Fourteen

“Hello, hello, hello!” Marie cried as she walked through the door and dumped the things she was carrying on the dining table. A brief inspection around the room revealed that nothing material had changed since the last time she was here. It was so like Sandra to move at a snail pace.

“Hey you.” Sandra said, walking towards Marie with a white bra and a blue palazzo pant.

Sniffing the bags holding their takeout, Sandra's eyes lit up in delight.

“Hmm, this smells yummy, Marie. Chinese?”

“Yes.” Marie said, giving Sandra a quick hug and heading to the kitchen to get wine glasses.

“Babes, your phone is ringing,” Sandra called out from the living room.

“I swear to God Babes, if it's Godzilla, I’m flushing your phone down the toilet. One of these days, you’re going to have to put your feet down. You can't come running every time he calls.”

Reappearing with the wine glasses, Marie handed them to her and took the offending device to the kitchen. But it wasn't Steven or Alden who was calling,