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Sleepover at Friend’s Place

By Isa Adam

Copyright@2018 by Isa Adam

Smashwords Edition

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.







As Miranda had predicted, the kids were already asleep by the nine o'clock. She made sure to put them to bed before leaving their bedroom with the light on and the door shut behind her just like her own daughter preferred. Miranda took the stairs to the kitchen wondering not for the first time that day why anyone would need an elevator in their own house. Even for huge place like this one it was utterly ridiculous. She would have gotten lost if she didn't have such a keen eye therefore taking her only five minutes to find the kitchen.

"They're asleep," she mentioned walking into the room. He was seated in the corner with his eyes fixed on a newspaper. Apparently he wasn't too rich to read the news from the internet.

"I've been telling you that for the last hour," he said lightly taking a long sip from his mug. Miranda felt her insides cringe at the thought of that vile tasting liquid touching her tongue. She'd taken the tea before and even though she could vouch for its calming effect, there was simply nothing tasty about it.

"You could never be sure when it comes to kids," she insisted. She'd had the idea the two children had only been pretending so they could sneak out later and eat the cookies she'd baked. It wasn't the first time her daughter had done something like that.


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