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    small world (working title) – Chapter 20

    “Mmhmm, if you ask me she’s the one making out like a bandit since I charge more.” Shane smiles and playfully adds, “Did I mention she’s happily married and has two beautiful children.” Shane winks.

    “Seriously, this is the best gift anyone could give me. I always want massages and never go. I have an aversion to doing things like that for myself.”

    “I know. Hence the gift. Annnd I threw in two extra so if you are having a particularly stressful month you can go twice.”

    “God I love you.” Harper looks deep into Shane’s eyes with a huge smile of thanks.

    ***

    7 a.m.

    After only an hour and half of sleep the last thing either of them wanted to hear was the ringing phone. The exhausted women lay wrapped around one another. Dreams had just barely begun. Shane feels like it was only moments ago that she laid her head on Harper’s chest and closed her eyes. They begin to stir by the third ring.

    “Baby, I think it’s yours.” Harper says from her sleepy fog.

    “I’m not getting it.” Shane says without lifting her mouth from Harper’s chest. “Probably a wrong number.”

    They ignore the phone and snuggle in tighter when it stops. Shane places a sleepy kiss on Harper’s chest and begins to drift back to her dreams.

    A minute later the phone comes to life again.

    “You’re fucking kidding me.” Shane’s mumbles willing it to stop.

    “You better see who it is.” Harper says just wanting the sound to come to an end.

    “Fuck!” Shane begrudgingly rolls over and grabs the phone from the night stand. She squints her blurry sleep deprived eyes to read the display. “Oh shit!” She says with sudden recognition at the random number that comes when someone uses a calling card.

    She clears her throat and answers, “Hello?” She holds her breath and waits for a reply.

    “Shane?” Bianca’s whispering voice comes through the receiver.

    “Bianca, is that you?” Shane props up on her elbows. “Are you ok? What’s wrong?”

    “We’re being moved.” Bianca says.

    Shane feels her heart sink and she fears the worst. “Are you ok?” She tries to keep the panic and urgency from her voice.

    Harper sits up and watches with great concern.

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