273 wivesbehavingbadly

. after a while , the fingers began a sweep across my neck " you 'll feel drowsy for the resyt of the day ." the girl informed me ." you must allow yourself to give in to it .
as i dressed . yesterday's heaached stole back . i  checked my watch . eleven o'clock . the day streeched out in a beautifully solipsistic shape . it would be the last one loke it for a long time . that much i was sure of .
i made my way outof the beauty suiote (all pink swage and riches where potions were arranged  in tiers to be worshipped ). and my mobile rang . i waited until it hadd rung six or seven times before i answered it .
"mrs lloyed ..." eve sound hoarse and frantic ." i no well . i ill ."
i sat down on one of the chairs in the corridor - left ,  no doubt , to aid those weakened by the pursuite of beauty ." what sort of ill , eve ?"
"i can't breathe..."
"where are you ?
'" in bed ."
"the twins where are they ?"
"at mrs , paige 's " i heard her coke and the phone was tossed around  . the choking sounded serious .
"eve ...eve... can you hear me ?" a nasty silence ." listen  , eve . i'm coming home now ."
gisela understood and did not understand ." i suppose you  must go ." her tone implied that she could not be dealt with by someone else " it only until tonight ."
" iknow , i'm so sorry ."