The spilled coffee

The spilled coffee

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She closed her eyes tightly as sunshine came in to say good morning.....the wind still thirsty for her..... caressing her face.... the sky watching her in slumber.....drip drop....she woke up with a sudden jerk as water drops washed her face..... looking up she frowned.....the old stupid roof was again guilty of disturbing her sleep.... But a thought touched her mind and a smile took place of the frown..... she lied down again..... smiling.... She was feeling his grip on her arm.....his breath all over her face....his scent enriched in her.....but the smile faded as a thought rushed through her mind...now she was staring at the roof..... tensed.....
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