A several hours later...
The same day...
Timothy's POV
It was already 8PM in the evening. My wife was gone to work on night term until midnight, unfortunately. As well, I was home alone! I was far too bored, sensing the surrounding coldness and loneliness that had invaded me since I am home alone.
In this moment, I was reading Saturday's newspaper in the kitchen as I had my eyeglasses on my nose tip, wearing a mere navy blue T-shirt, followed by a pair of jeans and slippers. As I sipped of my glass with fresh, crystal water, all of a sudden the phone rang as I stood off, leaving the newspaper dissolved, heading to the retro telephone onto the kitchen plot, answering directly:
-Hello?!- This time Grace's voice emerged on the phone handset like an echo from the 4th wall.
-Hello! Grace!- I greeted the young French woman kindly as I sipped of the water.
-Hello Timothy! How are you?- She enquired casually.
-I am well, thank you. How about you too?- I pretended like everything is normal while on other hand I wasn't particularly fine for being lonely at home, without the love of my life who adjusts the another part of our bond.
-I am fine, thanks! Is Jude with you?
-No, she isn't here, unfortunately. She is working a night term until midnight today.
-Alright! So send her greetings! And how she is doing, by the way?- The young lady questioned with her tender voice, mildly notable French accent.
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The New Beginning: Nunsignor Book I
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