landscape with green forest

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“Sounds good.”

Breakfast was delicious and he said so. “God, I can’t remember the last time I ate a homecooked breakfast. It’s usually Timmy’s or some other fast food joint.”

“Well, this is your lucky day!” She smiled. “I enjoy cooking and, I need to fill my day so let me know what you like, and I’ll prepare dinner.”

“I think I’m on the winning end of this deal,” he smiled with a mouth full of food.

“We’ll see about that!” she smirked in return. “You might not think so when I take the place over with all of my art supplies.”

Grinning he suggested, “Don’t know if you noticed, but there’s a little alcove off the kitchen that has good light. Might be what you need.”

“I noticed. Your right, the lighting is perfect for an artist.” She began clearing up the minute they were finished and he rose and helped rinse dishes and place them in the dishwasher.

“This looks ready to run. Mind?”

“No. give her.”

“Ok, I gotta get ready for work. Glad I don’t have to add make yourself at home. I like that,” he commented on a smile before turning and heading to the bathroom.

She grinned. Yeah, she usually made the best of any given situation. She hated being idle, it didn’t augur well in her world. When she’d finished straightening up, she returned to the bedroom to lay out a clean set of clothes.

Annabel returned to the kitchen, double-checked on the pooches and then plunked down on the chesterfield before clicking the news channel on. It didn’t surprise her that the photo of the young woman she’d discovered on the trail had made headlines. She was young, beautiful, and died tragically so newsfeeds were eager to pick it up. Fortunately, there was no mention of her, simply where and when and a request to the public for any information that could assist with the case.

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