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EIGHTEEN

Sunlight streamed through his curtains.  There was the music of birds chirping in the tree outside his window, interspersed with cars driving to and fro on the street.  There was a slight stir behind his eyelids and slowly he swam from the depths of slumber and opened his eyes to the light of the new day.  Everything was all bleary at first and he groaned lazily from having slept so late; he was almost reluctant to want to get up from bed.  He turned to his left and there laid the sleeping form that was Constance Loftus curled on her side.  Last night hadn’t been a dream after all, he thought.

Thaddeus pulled aside the covers and slipped out of the bed as quiet as he could without disturbing her.  Constance stirred in her sleep but that was it.  He found himself a shirt and a pair of shorts to wear before slipping out of the room.

There was no one in the living room.  Nothing to show that Myra had been there e

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