Chapter Twenty Four – The Shocking Letter
Stan walked up the stairs to his apartment. Opening the front door, he bent down to pick up the post that lay on his door mat. Throwing it all down on the glass side table that sat beside his black two-seater sofa, he walked into this bedroom, and dumped his bergen down, before sitting on the double bed he had not made before leaving. The dark grey covers lay in a heap in the centre of the bed, the black venetian blinds closed. Bending over, he began to pull out his dirty laundry and placed it in the overflowing basket at the side of the small room. Making his bed quickly, Stan picked up his phone, making a mental note to tidy up before Haley arrived on Friday, then he sat against the black headboard of his bed and face timed his girlfriend.
Wai
