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The Plumber’s Trip

By Isa Adam

Copyright@2017 by Isa Adam

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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

It is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters are represented as 18 or over.







Kyle wasn't sure if he should go back to her place. It had been weeks since he'd last seen her and frankly speaking, he wasn't sure if he should. Not after what had happened between them the last time. He would be lying if he said that he wasn't longing for her but what else was there for him. She'd really hurt him the last time and he wasn't sure he could stand to face her after that.

"Jeremy's not here. So you'll have to cover his shift." Those were his boss' words that morning and they still managed to shake him to his very core even with the man seated quietly behind his desk. Jeremy had been in charge of fixing the Grey's mansion plumbing but just like the first time Kyle had had to do it, he was nowhere to be seen leaving Kyle with the dreaded task.

He parked up his tools readying himself for his cruel fate and headed over. There had never been a car ride that long or even half that uncomfortable for Kyle. As he drove, all he could think of was what had happened in that house the last time he was there. His nervousness ate him up inside to a point that he felt he couldn't breathe when he got there.

The house seemed as cold and proud just like it had the first time Kyle had come there. Only now it felt more threatening. He parked his car where he had always done in the past and immediately felt ashamed at having the old thing parked in that elegant compound. It stood out like a sore thumb and he had never liked the feeling that arose in him because of it. She had always acted like it didn't bother her but he could see it in her eyes. He loved his old piece of junk though. It had been his father's and his father's father before him and hopefully if he were ever to have a child of his own it would be theirs. He doubted any kid would want to be seen in a car like this so he'd obviously have to get some work done on it first.


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