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"It says about forty-five minutes. You can take a nap first, baby." Xielle shook her head and grabbed his arm, guiding him toward the bedroom instead. "Wag na, let’s just wait together." They crawled onto the bed, propped up against the pillows. To pass the time, they switched on the TV, which was tuned to a cable news channel. The volume was low, just background noise, but the news was undeniable. "You really did it, Khione," Zeke said softly, his arm automatically wrapping around her shoulders. On the screen, a news ticker running across the bottom of the NEWS LIVE broadcast declared: 'KHIONE NAME CLEARED: CHUA SCANDAL CONFIRMED.'

He looked at her and immediately understood what she had been through. “That kind of night huh?” he asked as he paced to the kitchen to fix her something. Jessica nodded and dropped herself on the couch. She scrolled through the channels. All the channels were showing the repeated shows from the previous day. She finally arrived at a news channel which was airing the weather updates. It was the only news she cared about at the moment. Adam returned with two mugs of hot chocolate. He handed the bigger mug to Jessica and she pecked him on the cheek in return. Adam joined her on the couch. A middle aged meteorologist arrived in front of the green screen weather map wearing overly formal attire.

appearing at the bottom part of the screen. NEWS ANCHOR: ".... Good morning folks but we interrupt this program to give you breaking news. Twenty people were brutally killed and many more injured at the Kansas City Night club last night at about One in the morning. The bodies were damaged beyond recognition in most of the cases and the police have yet to identify exactly what killed the victims. According to police department, it seems to have been done by something not human. Something like a wild animal. We'll be back with more on this later..........*** Footage of injured victims displayed on the screen as they are evacuated from the crime scene with ambulances****........"

“We can make a baby while having drunken, mindless, sex.” “You are terrible,” she giggled. “You love me anyway,” he said. “It’s a curse, I think,” she teased. After a moment of silence, she decided to change the subject and said, “I own property in Wichita Falls, Texas.” “You mean Wichita, Kansas,” he corrected her. “I mean Wichita Falls, Texas,” she confirmed. “Is there truly such a place?” he teased. “There is a Wichita in Oklahoma as well. It seems to be a popular name,” she mused. “I inherited from my husband. I sold all the livestock to get the money to return east, but I still own the land.”

By 9:15 AM I looked out the window and saw the local news vans double-parking all along 8th Avenue with their satellite dishes unfolding like metallic flowers reaching for a digital sun. I reached for the remote and turned on the wall-mounted TV but I made sure to keep the volume very low so it would not startle Kai. On the screen a reporter was standing in the wind and her hair was whipping around her face while she looked directly into the camera lens. "We are live outside Denver Health," she said while the wind caught her microphone, "as the entire world is reeling from the haunting and unauthorized radio broadcast Kai Rhodes made last night. His management team has just issued a formal s

News Flash: Adams Corps Stocks Rebound: Collaboration Saves the Day *Breaking news in the business world today as Adams Corps stocks make a dramatic turnaround. After weeks of plummeting, the company’s shares are on the rise once again. Analysts credit this unexpected recovery to a recent collaboration spearheaded by CEO Viaan Adams. This strategic move has been hailed as a masterstroke, saving the company from further financial turmoil.* The news anchor read the news, detailing the incident that came out as a massive amazement in the business world today. The digital studio around her showed the graphs and charts of the Adams Corps with a brief analysis.

“Count me and Bennett in, if you give us enough warning so we can make the drive. Chase has gotta get back on the road too.” “Where you competin’ next?” Cash asked. “Wichita. Big purse. Lotsa points.” “That’s a long way. You drivin’ straight through?” Chase nodded. “Good luck and be careful.” When Cash stood to leave, everyone at the table followed suit.

“I can have it listed and put a sign in the yard by tomorrow afternoon.” “Great! Speaking of that house,” Maddie continued, “I wonder if it’s safe to go back yet. What are the chances the media have decided to leave?” “I’d say chances are good, since there was a major scandal that broke two days ago with an extremely well-known evangelist who’s based down in Waco. They’ve probably all gone chasing that story.” “Well, then,” Maddie decided, “I’m going to drive home and check it out.”

“Oh my God! I can't believe this!” Holding up two plates of mac and cheese, Kate looked funny as she pointed excitedly at the TV screen where live news was displaying a bold and clear headline. ETHAN HAWKINS: THE NATION’S HUSBAND RETURNS! Zia scrunched up her nose at the weird report and stood up to save her meal from Kate, digging into it hungrily. “Ethan Hawkins? What’s the big deal about him?” Zia asked curiously as she ate. Her gaze returned to the TV screen showing a reporter giving a briefing as they ran towards the entrance of a big building.

The news channel played at low volume, but she heard every word anyway. Then a story came on that made her freeze, made her stop breathing, made everything stop. “Breaking news,” the anchor said, smiling as if it were good news, as if it were something to celebrate. “Landon Callahan and Sienna Blake wedding of the century coming up this Saturday.” Saturday. Four days away. Just four days.