Flushing, I tried to cover myself as best I could as I darted back down the concrete stairs.I leaned against my door and breathed a sigh of relief. No...one saw me. Luckily. So where was my lover? Then I noticed the light on in my bathroom, spilling out through the crack at the bottom of the door."Fatima?" I asked, knocking softly. "Are you in there?"Silence.I knocked harder. "Are you okay?"Silence. My heart quickened its beat.I pounded on the door. "I'm opening the door!" I shouted, worry. When this house is mine I'd love to have a proper floor laid in therehearsal room." I'll go and get some more glass jars tomorrow and transfer the jamover," Jennifer said, "And I must find a garden-centre and buy anotherplant-pot for Marianne or we're bound to have tears again."At last Madame perked up. "Yes, where's the tea? Where is Marianne?"It was a quandary indeed. Marianne was always at hand to make tea, butthere was no sign of him at that moment. Curious, Jennifer went throughto the back. More

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