Cadbury Creme Murder
“she wondered for the thousandth time. People back then had to have a place to store their clothes too, didn’t they?
She dragged her wicker hamper out into the bedroom and began pawing through it. Ah, there was the skirt she was looking for. Rats. She didn’t remember wearing it, but apparently, she had. Oh, well. She’d choose something else for tonight.
After pushing the hamper back into her closet and staring at her selection of clothes for awhile longer, she finally gave up, snatched... a long, flowing skirt in muted colors off its hanger, and grabbed a matching blouse with peasant sleeves. Why was she having so much trouble making even simple decisions the last few days? Sure, she wanted to look nice, but it wasn’t like she cared all that much about clothes—not like Amy did.
Sitting down on the edge of her bed, she held the outfit in her lap and fiddled with the fabric. She knew what was wrong, of course. It was that she hadn’t heard from Ryan for a couple days, not since they ate at Giovanni’s. She had grown used to, if not seeing him every day, at least hearing from him by text or phone. The silence of the last two days was something new. And it didn’t feel right.MoreLess
She dragged her wicker hamper out into the bedroom and began pawing through it. Ah, there was the skirt she was looking for. Rats. She didn’t remember wearing it, but apparently, she had. Oh, well. She’d choose something else for tonight.
After pushing the hamper back into her closet and staring at her selection of clothes for awhile longer, she finally gave up, snatched... a long, flowing skirt in muted colors off its hanger, and grabbed a matching blouse with peasant sleeves. Why was she having so much trouble making even simple decisions the last few days? Sure, she wanted to look nice, but it wasn’t like she cared all that much about clothes—not like Amy did.
Sitting down on the edge of her bed, she held the outfit in her lap and fiddled with the fabric. She knew what was wrong, of course. It was that she hadn’t heard from Ryan for a couple days, not since they ate at Giovanni’s. She had grown used to, if not seeing him every day, at least hearing from him by text or phone. The silence of the last two days was something new. And it didn’t feel right.MoreLess
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