Carol Novels & Stories

EPILOGUE: PART 3 ​CAROL ​Since I already know the way to the doctor’s office, I don’t ask for directions; I simply walk to the door, which is slightly ajar, and knock before entering. ​"Good afternoon, Doctor Kate." ​"Hello, Carol. How have you been?" She gives me a kiss on the cheek. Kate is a blonde woman with blue eyes, very beautiful for her age. ​"Very well, Doctor, thank you."

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

“The place is a dive but it can’t be that bad.” Robert is just about to give them an answer to that, despite the fact that practically every part of his mind screams out for him to end this conversation right this minute, when he spots Belinda’s car sitting outside the bar. “I know that car!” He says. “Which one?” He points at the car. He has no idea what the make is; he isn’t very good at that sort of thing. It has four doors and it is dark green. “I know the woman who owns it!”

“Good morning Ms Elina.” “Good morning Buka. Can I help?” “I’m sure you don’t wanna spill the breakfast on someone else. Ms Elina.” “Ehh. That was just a one time mistake. I’m very good with my job I’m sure Carol would be missing me now. And the little annoying daughter of her. Her birthday is tomorrow. I won't be able to attend.” “Carol?” “You know Carol?” “Carol Madeline. Owner of Carols?” “Yes.” She clapped her hands.

Carlos was in too much pain to. "Help me! Please, anybody! Help!" She cried. Never had she thought she'd become a damsel in distress and even if she did, not like this. "Shhh, shhh, we're not going to do that, sweetheart." He warned, "get back in the chair."

The plan was yet to be executed and Carol didn't want some stupid affection to demolish all her hard work. “Sush! How come you forgot what we have planned for our sweet Julia? Is not it enough to enjoy? Your prince can enjoy it too,” Carol whispered, drawing her lips close to Damina’s ear, as her sharp, painted coal eyes followed Julia on the stairs and she watched Julia take the last step as she smiled broadly. Carol shifted her eyes from the stairs to the stage where Stacy was clicking her pictures with Timothy. Feeling the eyes in her body Stacy quickly snatched the string and met with

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