Chapter Sixty Five
Hours crept away as water erodes the earth and she had awakened to find Angel pressed against her body sleeping.
Angel felt her alive again, and perhaps feeling grateful for that fact, she lifted her snout and laid it on her stomach. Petting her, Mandal allowed her eyes to focus, saw that it was late afternoon and since her loft was sound insulated, she imagined that her crew was now at hand, doing this and that as they prepared for the gala.
“You stay here, Girl…Okay.”
Wet nose, pink tongue, soft breathing told her that Angel agreed with her request.
Smiling, Mandal crawled off the bed, gave her girl a pet on her tiny head, moved to the amour, glanced at it once again, groaned, walked past her office to her stairs, pulled Angels little wooden curtain away, re-hinge
