And a bright light hit Masha’s eyes, and she woke up in the brightly lit room. She looked around and felt at the side of her body.
"Couch, why am I on the couch?"
Masha wakes up, and she holds her head. She vaguely recalls what happened before, between believing and disbelieving. She stood up and strolled toward the door, wondering when she was about to open it. But to make sure that Masha’s memories opened the door and looked across the street, what she was looking for was not there; she saw Dale’s car parked. Her long brown hair, her dainty eyelashes, with relatively thick eyebrows, her tiny nose, and thin lips. One word for the lady, beautiful. She had a great body, like a model body. The lady smiled at Ashley.
"Are you okay?"
"Ye-yeah, I'm fine."
"It's a relief then." Ashley was u
