rose
Extremely helpful member
- Joined
- Mar 29, 2008
- Messages
- 2,925
- Reason
- DX MND
- Diagnosis
- 7/2008
- Country
- US
- State
- Maryland
- City
- Anytown
PROLOGUE: THURSDAY NIGHT (quite late)
Rose silently closed the door to PZ's Pub, and leaned against it in the darkness, her bosom heaving.
This was it, no turning back now. She continued to stand with her back against the entrance, reflecting on the latest turn of events. Tomorrow the pub would most likely be packed with patrons, most of them without a glimmer of understanding as to what the proprietor's true occupation was.
She sighed, Well, the plan was set into motion, nothing left to be done about it tonight. She turned, pulling her trenchcoat more tightly around her, and disappeared into the pitch black alley....
Rose silently closed the door to PZ's Pub, and leaned against it in the darkness, her bosom heaving.
This was it, no turning back now. She continued to stand with her back against the entrance, reflecting on the latest turn of events. Tomorrow the pub would most likely be packed with patrons, most of them without a glimmer of understanding as to what the proprietor's true occupation was.
She sighed, Well, the plan was set into motion, nothing left to be done about it tonight. She turned, pulling her trenchcoat more tightly around her, and disappeared into the pitch black alley....
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