Chapter 3
Disclamer: Moi faire ne pas posseder le Fantom de l'Opera (I do not own the Phantom of the Opera)
Miss Black Shadow: Love the name! Yes, I wonder too, and I am writing the story! I think I'll make him just a little over-portative he is her big brother after all. Thanks for reviewing!
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What was she thinking! Taking home a complete stranger! It was the same way with cats and or dogs. She'll take them home, nurse them back to heath, grow attached, and they'll leave. Of course he sure was not a kitten. Ashley sighed and glanced over at him. He had his head back, eyes closed. He was handsome. She'll give him that in a mature older man way. Ashley guessed his age to be around 40 or so. His hair was dark brown, slicked back; He was wearing black pants and shoes, white tux shirt and black jacket. In New York that is common; the white half mask and old opera cape he had, was not. Did he come from a costume party? Dressed as the Phantom at that. And him raving about being in France, about a Christine and a lair? She shook her head and pulled up to her apartment. Tomorrow she'll ask for some answers.