Sindy Kate
An old man on the vintage chair with a newspaper in hand replied.
A woman wearing a huge smile on her face, probably older than Westley stood up.
“Audene, I thought you’re busy.” The thick southern accent in her tongue was palpable. She bounced her eyes from me, then back to Westley.
“Hello, I’m Clyve.” I held out my hand.
“You must be new here, darlin’. I’m Xena.” She shook my hand, then looked at Westley who looked at her with disinterest. It was her way of telling her to shut up because I was not her type.
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