Her warm touch reminded me of a finely spun silk scarf caressing my palm. Every cherished moment in our past together vied for control of my attention. A flood of heat surged through my torn body. I almost got lost in the moment, but a loud thud interrupted my thoughts. “What was that?” I turned around to check.
“Oh no, the door must've closed,” Maggie moaned, rushing past me and kicking the rolling wastepaper basket out of her way. She tried opening the door, but it wouldn't budge. I looked at the clock and verified we had several minutes before the show began. My phone chimed.
Nana D: A brilliant person once told me to use my time wisely. I think you should heed the same advice. I'll let you out when the show starts. Go get her, tiger.
“I think we'll be fine. It appears fate in the fo
