Chapter Thirty-Two
Hayley waited the rest of her day for a sign of miracle though she wasn’t sure where and how but she hoped and waited. She had made a little detour this morning to Waldorf’s house. Her mind seemed to go to that place though it was thirty minutes’ walk away from Darryl’s place but she had forty five minutes more before the café opens. Half jogging half walking she had gotten to Waldorf’s house. It stood gigantic and impressive with trees behind and flanking both sides. Opening the gates she walked to the front door and tried. It was locked tight. She had expected that but instead took a quick stroll about the garden. It was beautiful at it had been before the incident Waldorf’s study was upstairs where he could peep down whenever he needed. But he couldn’t peep down any more; he was stone
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