Book3:WereMyDreamIs

    LookingatDimitri’sdepartingfigure,Chariakeensenseofloss.Shetookhisadviceofsoakingherselfahotbathandperspiredabit.Aftershegotout,shedressedandfedherlittledogMaureenandwasabouttogotoherbedroomtotakeanap,perspiresomemorehopingthathercoldwouldhavegoneawaywhenshewokeup.Justthenhercellph.Sheanswereditsaying,

    “Hello,thisisCharina.Who’scallingplease?”

    “HiCharina,thisisRichard.IsDimitritherewithyou?Wehavebeenlookingforhimallofstnight.AtdawntodayanoldhobotoldusthathesawyouandDimitriattherosegarden.Werushedtherebutdidn’tseeyouguys.Iguessyouhadalreadyleft.Soyouarehomenow.IsDimitrithere?”

    “Oh,it’sDimitriyouwaleft.Hassomethingimportanteup?”

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    “Yes.Mr.Kaffeeislikeaahottinroof