Private 04 - Confessions
“Natasha stood in the doorway of our room, cell phone closed in her hand, her hair wild from the breeze on the roof. I brought my hand to my heart to make sure it wasn't on the outside of my body. "Oh my gosh. I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?" Natasha said. I looked around at the notebook on my bed, the clock, the mussed sheets.
"Looks that way." "I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd be asleep already," Natasha said. She sat down on the edge of my bed near my feet. "But you're never going to believe the dish Leanne just told me." "Good news or bad news?" I asked, rubbing my temple with my fingertips. She looked pretty excited, so I was guessing it was good. Natasha didn't usually get her jollies from negative gossip. Not her style.
"I'm not sure. You tell me. Apparently, the gossip around the city is that Blake Pearson has disappeared." "What?" All right, now I was awake. And on my feet. About a zillion thoughts flew through my head at once, none of them coherent.
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