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"So how long are you going to hide out here?" Una wondered.
Her question was directed at Lilly who sat in a tight ball on the couch. A quilt was draped over her body and she had a book in the only hand that peeked out of the warm cover.
"Forever," Lilly retorted as she flipped a page with her thumb.
Una walked past her and over to one of the windows in the living room. She turned to her friend and gestured to the dark sky. "It's a great night. How about we go out for a pizza?"
"Not hungry."
"What about a game of pool?"
"Not interested."
"What about an autopsy?"
Lilly's eyes flickered up from the pages of her book to glare at her friend. "That's not funny."
Una put her hands on her hips and returned the glare. "It wasn't meant to be funny, it was meant to get you to look
