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Lisa was tired when they left the golf club. It had been a long day. She was relieved that the funeral was over, although Scarlett’s family had been nothing but courteous and kind.
“I’m glad that’s over,” Rebekah echoed her thoughts from the back of the car.
Lisa reached down to rub her feet where her new shoes had pinched. They were heading back to Gabriel’s for a rest before they were due to meet her brother. Once ensconced in the apartment, Rebekah made them all coffees. Lisa kicked off her shoes, bent her legs underneath her and reclined back on the comfortable sofa with a contented sigh. Rebekah switched on Gabe’s vast T.V. and flicked through the channels until she found a Disney movie, which had already started, then sprawled on the sofa next to Lisa.
“Want a crisp?”
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