Full moon

EPISODE-24 [ full moon ] 

Mr Richard, his wife, Mrs Smith, and Patricia could be seen inside a room. The room was dimly lit with the vintage wall sconces that hung on the mute coloured walls like earrings. Thick velvet curtains hid the long windows across the walls, just leaving a shy peak of the woods beyond. Two antique couches stood on the opposite sides of each on the hand-woven rug in front of the ashen fireplace, accompanied by rich velvet and bronze wing-chairs that stood as a sidekick. They all sat around a table. On the table were a tablet and a cup of coffee in everyone's front. Mrs Smith picked up the tablet, worked on it and showed it to others who were sipping their coffee.

"Where would she be, the tracker couldn't locate her," Mrs Smith said, dropping the tablet. 

"Let's hope that's the last of her," Mrs Richard said, lowering her cup of coffee. 

"Let's hope so, what abou