Chapter 4

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May 2017

Hard thuds going up the stairs.

The slightest squeak of the opening door.

The toss of dark brown ringlety hair.

Bonnie finished her hair toss.

"Shadow where is my handbag?"

"Which one?"

"The grey plaid one with the baby blue ribbon, where is it?"

Compact mirror in hand Bonnie strategically applied a light pink Kylie's lip kit.

"Oh that one" Shadow said "I chucked it off the balcony you left it in my room"

Bonnie groaned "that cost me $600"

Shadow raised an eyebrow.
"Go get it yourself it will still be there"

Bonnie stroded out contour brush going vigorously at her cheek"

Belinda's cyan convertible pulled out of the garage, Bonnie at the wheel.

"Good God what a diva" Shadow muttered.

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