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Originally posted by chatty lady:
It was a warm summer night and the weatherman just issued high wind warnings of 60 miles or better per hour. Jillian was home alone and that big old house seemed to come alive with strange noises in the wind. She sat in the center of an antique four poster bed with the covers pulled tightly up around her, holding onto Matida her big orange cat. All she could think of was why wasn't Jeff home, he was very late and she was frightened. They had only been married two months when he was transferred by his company who told the couple they found them a nice old Victorian home to move into.
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Suddenly the wind blew the door open and swirled through the room. The orange cat jumped from Jillian's arms and disappeared into the darkness. Jillian scrambled from the bed to close the door. Outside clouds darkened the sky and trees whipped in the wind. Suddenly the wind blew cold. Jillian glanced anxiously down the road, but Jeff's car was nowhere to be seen. She wrestled the door shut and yelled for Matilda. Seeing the orange cat disappear under the antique armoire, Jillian tiptoed quickly across the suddenly icy floor to the bed and pulled the covers about her.

[ May 12, 2004, 07:52 AM: Message edited by: smilinize ]