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Life: Altered 03.21 ~*~ Alice/Quin
Life:
Altered 03.21 ~*~ Alice/Quin
~*~*~*~*~*
Friday
out how Quin had arranged all of this, but she gave up. There were just too many mysteries to the
woman to start unraveling them all without having a story to back up a fact or
two. She sat back, listening to the
Sirius radio that was playing heavy rock music at a dull level.
They pulled into the private airstrip
and
development. How had Quin, a seemingly
down and out guitar player, picture developer, managed all of this? More questions piled up and very little
answers were forthcoming.
“Have a wonderful trip ma’am.” The driver said and
jet waiting for her. She swallowed,
scratching at the mass of blonde hair and now in total wonder at all of this. She put the bag with the dress over her
shoulder, walking slowly to the plane.
“Oh *****.” She said, a man escorting her to the plane,
even going as far as helping her up the first step with an extended hand.
and blurting out, sounding very much like her mother when she said…
“I got feet.”
seat; looking for Quin, but she wasn’t here.
*****, what was going on? Why was
she alone on this plane with a guy she most certainly didn’t know? Was this some sort of insane set up? No, I couldn’t be, could it?
“We’ll be taking off in a few
minutes, kindly buckle up.” The man
said, and
he was gone. She snorted and pushed the
belt into the buckle, making a face.
“*****
onto the runway, and in minutes they were in flight, the seat belt light turned
off and
reappeared. She cast him a look,
wondering what sort of magician this guy was.
“Do you have to do that?”
understanding what
personality.
“If you’ll find your way to
the pilot’s cockpit…” He began and
man was having none of her joking around.
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(5 votes, average: 4.20 out of 5)
To me thiswas one of your best or better chapters. Just two people getting to know each other a wee bit… thanks