“Here they come, just like you said,” Minerva whispered, peeking out the window of the vardo. “We completed funeral just in time.”
She let the velvet curtain fall, covering the boxes and bags she and Sanderson had been packing.
“Remember the plan,” he whispered in an almost inaudible tone.
She nodded stiffly as he ducked behind a silken curtain.
Knock, knock, knock.
Nice six. You have my imagination wondering what's on the other side of the door:)
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Jo-Ann
I love the six, but your font is a bit hard to read. I don't know if it's the green color, or the bold-face type...
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That dang 'knock at the door' right when I need to know the PLAN!! LOL.
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