Chapter Five
The morning came much too quickly, the garbage manbanging as loudly as he could beneath my window. It was 7:30, and consideringthe night Id had, I might have turned over and gone back to sleep once theracket was over, but there was another hunch gnawing me in the gut. Jumping outof bed, I went straight for the living room, and just as I feared, Bridget wasgone. The bedding was folded in a neat pile, her pillow fluffed, with a note ontop. Thanks for rescuing me. Dont mean to be such a bother. Lornasprobably gone by now, so Ill just sneak back home and see whats there. Funny,in broad daylight things dont seem so scary
B. B.Damn it! Scrambling into my clothes twice within sixhours was really pissing me off. I wasnt sure why I was so confounded upsetwith herIm sure sh
