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kk, here goes!
Hope you guys are enjoying the read...
Chapter 14
Christine
Back to the 21th century.
Christine, a pack of newly purchased cookies in hand, and a vibrant smile on her face, made her way across the street and reached her home.
She glided to the kitchen, and fixing herself some tea, she went up the carpeted stairs.
She stopped in her tracks.
Bringing the warm mug to her red lips, she drank passively, her eyes lingering upon several family portraits pegged to the wall; Christine and Harlette, both eleven years old, in the arms of their foster parents.
'Oh…Harlette…!' Christine suddenly called out, her long, red and glittering lashes fluttering.
Making her way through the corridor, she finally opened her sister's bedroom door.
She let herself in.
'Where are you, Harlette?' she continued, her tone mocking, as she slumped on her sibling's bed, stretching at leisure. She cursed when the hot tea splashed over her. Quickly, she placed the mug on a nearby desk, and raising her leg up, she ran her red finger nails along her shiny black boot, inspecting it for possible stains.
'Harlette...?' she pronounced casually, yet again. Christine pouted childishly upon receiving no answer from the summoned one.
She bounced off the mattress, her red skirts swaying against her body, and went towards a desk laden with stacks of papers and pens, and a dictionary.
'You mind if I nose around?' she moaned absently, her hands pushing through the written papers. 'Working on a new story, I see,' she noted. 'Love With A Stableboy,' she read. 'What a gripping title,' she added, her voice dripping with amused sarcasm.
Christine began to read:
'It was hot and sweaty in the stables. They made love with such passion, Angelique de Beauvarnais though she would die…'
Christine never understood Harlette's fondness for writing such tales.
Finally, she strolled towards the mirror, her red lips smiling at her reflection.
'How are you enjoying Middle Earth, dear sister?' she sniggered, looping a lock of brown hair behind her ear.
hehehehe...you were not expecting that, now were you? ;) (well, I hope...LOL)